She agrees

"Fine, sure." Alice shrugging, since at this point she just doesn't want to be here anymore.

"Ha! You're so fucked." John says, probably with two meanings behind it, he brings as he leans against the stall and stares at Alice with a snug look.

You shift your glare from John back to Alice who is already storming off back to the bar, slamming open the door in her way. You quickly follow not looking back towards John, knowing he has a grin smeared across his face.