KFP

All's well that ends well, it seems. 

For all intents and purposes, I supposed things could have been much worse than it was.

Amanda went back to drawing her sketch after bickering and bantering with chat for a good while. The Internet did its thing and clipped the entire love speech she made for the whole world to hear and gush over. Irene was busy in her own little corner attempting a refund for her lost fifty. And Ria, the spawn of all conniving evil, had just finished chucking the last few stubborn droplets into her mouth from her fourth can of beer. 

All in all - life goes on. 

After that whole fiasco, the rest of the groceries that had been left sitting and neglected finally found use. Ria emptied them one by one, ending up with a counter brimming with fresh meat and a bunch of other ingredients fit for an entire all-you-can-eat buffet.