Minor Threat

“That still won't allow you to hit him, now give it up already.”

“Never!” Lou yelled, her arm shooting in the air as she looked like someone who was about to start fighting you.

“And why not?”

“Because...because...because...because this is SPARTA!”

“No honey, this is Oakland, there's a difference,” Emelie sighed.

“Oakland, Sparta, it's all the same thing, now just let me hit him!” Lou whined, stamping her feet on the floor and turning around in circles as she tried to contain herself. Emelie sighed and shook her head at the impatience of her friend.