"No..." Rachel stubbornly insisted on sticking to her opinion.
"Why not? Can't you just let it go, my dear?" Gina interrupted her. "Look, we've already disrupted the normal security process at the airport. Even if you don't care about that, I don't think Mr. Doulglinia would want to see his precious little daughter acting like a... a fighting rooster in a standoff with these brutes, right?"
When she mentioned "fighting rooster," a faint smile appeared on her face but quickly vanished as she pretended to take on a serious demeanor.
"Fine... okay!" Rachel seemed to remember something and hesitated before speaking reluctantly. "But I won't let this slide. You see, this is our association's chance to make a big splash, isn't it?"
