“Ma’am are you okay?” Carey chuckled at the question. She was covered in blood and had a nasty gash at her temple.

“Do i... do i loook okay to u?!” she starts laughing hysterically. the waiter slowly grabs the phone from her apron, planning to dial 911. Carey saw her going to grab that phone and pounced. knocking the waiter to the ground causing her to bump her head on the ground. “that should teach u not to ask stupid questions.”

before leaving, carey grabs the phone and smashes it on the ground. the waiter still recovering from the fall, stumbles onto her feet and watch as carey wobbles off down the street. everyone staring at her and moving out of her way when walking. but no one stopping to ask if she was okay.