“Humph!" Sabrina retorted with a frigid glance. “Observe my countenance. Do I appear pleased to you?"

Tyrone found himself at a loss for words.

Jennie interjected, “You're not happy."

"I'd rather not reprimand you in front of others," Sabrina admonished Tyrone sternly. “I'll reserve some dignity for you. Once we arrive at our destination, kindly behave yourself, understood?"

Her tone bore the gravity of a teacher scolding an unruly grade schooler.