Maybe it was easier to go through with this if they were fighting over stupid things like who said what, but Minnie couldn’t help but roll her eyes when Elijah put the blame on her for saying they couldn’t tell anyone; he should be grateful that she even agreed to be with him in the first place. And now he was being petty, calling her out for always doing whatever she wanted and maybe he wasn’t wrong, but she thought it was rather pathetic that he was clearly only saying it because he was upset with her. Maybe just like her, it was easier for him to get dumped if he could end it with a few choice words back to her. “Don’t be such a child,” Minnie hissed back at him, putting her nose in the air; if he wanted to be petty, she’d be petty back.

Jessamine might have grabbed Chessie’s arm and pulled her off back toward the festival so they could just get somewhere where Minnie felt safe enough to angrily rant about the whole confrontation, or cry over losing her first love, whichever came first, but that’s when Elijah hit her with the hard question; she couldn’t help but sigh, as she really had no interest in getting into all of this right now even if he wasn’t wrong to ask her that question, because it wasn’t actually a complete no, even as awful as she felt about it. “Elijah, I’m not going to stand here and sing you praises so you can stop pitying yourself, nor am I going to stand here and tell you all the reasons why this was never going to work because it would be redundant,” her folded arms slouched, and Minnie looked more arrogant and bored with the conversation than nervous and tense like before.