Jerry exhibited a deadly sneer, then casually fitted the microphone to its stand. "What's your name, Cruella—I mean Cinderella?" he scoffed, then grabbed a glass of water, taking a much-needed sip. I realised this was to quench his lethal tongue, his eyes looked determined, readying himself for the verbal battle ahead."Amber," she shouted with the utmost pride."Do you suffer from any medical conditions?""No, why?""You drunk, princess?" Jerry asked with a straight face, as the audience murmured a laugh."She's not, go fuck yourself," shouted a pissed-off voice I did not want to hear."Now that you interrupted me, I presume you're the boyfriend?" Jerry asked displaying a calm and relaxed demeanour."Yeah," Michael shouted proudly, placing his arm around Amber protectively."I would suggest you take her on dates where she can process her surroundings better. She seems a bit slow," Jerry said, showing a scornful expression. Some people laughed while others clapped."That's the asshole
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