"What did we tell you?" Tameron took his perch on the kitchen stool.
"Calm down. That's what we said." Sean sat on the couch and propped his head on his forearm.
"And I will. Eventually. But he's rude and has been and it took friends to open my eyes and see what's really going on."
"What have you learned?"
"I can find better. I was afraid of making a bad impression, while I let him make a horrible one to me. He can fix his stuff or he can get to steppin'."
"A bit hometown for my taste, but I'll accept that. Good job."