To that, Queenie actually stops, right there in the middle of the street, and pulls her arm free. "Why?" she asks, her eyebrows pinching together. "So he can remember what happened and we all get in a heap of trouble? Or so I can spend the whole time lying and then feeling guilty about it?"

She doesn't walk away, isn't the kind of girl who would do that, especially not to Tina, but it just feels so damned unfair. They were just having a conversation about the man Tina's got feelings for, who is here and she could be with in a hot minute if she actually let herself, and she wants to tell Queenie what she's allowed?

"What I want ain't never been on the table, Teen," she says, her lips pressing into a line. "And you know that."