>>21242043>[At the reminder of what happened to Kelly, Sheila Foster hesitates.]Almost imperceptibly, accidentally, Sheila pulls her hand back, and her once open and welcoming hand turns into a closed fist. Kelly has a point. These people just booed an obvious joke from someone they claim to love. If they want Sheila to be the person she used to be--
No. *No.*
In a huff, Sheila jumps back to a standing position, seemingly more conflicted that she has been in a long time. With her hands on her hips, she speaks to Reina.
"Reino, look, Oi am sorry about dat. But youse and ya mates did koinda arks for it. Fucken... work summin out or we's will."
Sheila gives something of a *look* to Kelly, which could mean a lot of things depending on what DiVanna wanted to do at that point, but with no more words, Sheila heads up the ramp. This has been a frustrating night, and with the promise to herself that she would hit up the beach sometime soon (as convoluted as time has become, the longer she has stayed in Spaghetti Town) she was not willing to waste more time in this arena. With her championship over her shoulder, Sheila heads backstage, blowing past the interview geeks.
