Winter sighs, disappointment and hurt flickering across her eyes before she covers it up with a smile. “I understand.” The crowd boos and throws stuff at them. Winter snarls and stands on the counter, her cheeks flushed. “Stop being fucking perverts! If your upset with him for being a [i]gentleman[/i], then you and I are going to have a problem. And I don’t give a damn about who you think you are, I can ruin every single one of you.” She gets off to stand amidst a stunned crowd. “Ugh, nasty. Sorry about that.”