Petty vs Pretty.

On their way home, Jessa and Allison were quiet in the backseat.

"That's it!" Jessa broke the silence when she couldn't take it anymore. "Say it."

She faced Allison, who had been giving her these looks since they sat in the car. 

"Uhm." Allison cleared her throat, a bit intimidated that Jessa might just grab her hair. No one could fault her. Jessa really gave that energy. "Thank you."

"I thought you were going to say, "You didn't have to do that." 

"I was planning to, but I thought you'd get angry if I did."

"Hmp! At least you know." Jessa folded her arms. "By the way, is that how you let people treat you? That's so pathetic."

"No."

Jessa arched a brow. "But you let that woman talk to you that way?"

"What else can I say? Nina was in the wrong," Allison sighed. "I would've said something, but it's… it's the truth. No matter how harsh it is, it is the truth."