a spoonful of apologies in with the sugar;

[Angela's eyebrows inch closer to her hairline when the other one pipes up. If she listens closely, not only can she hear them better, but she can hear the differences in the two. One has a sharper, disgusted edge to its tone, the other a light, almost airy note cadence, except during that moment of smugness, of course.]

I'm sorry for continuing it? And for bringing out the sparkle text. Sparkle text should be banned from the world.

[An attempt to not laugh at the fact she not only used sparkles, but animated pictures like a true Internet troll, gets drowned in a sip of coffee. It doesn't work as well as it should so a loud snort gets sent into the paper cup.]