Corrine's doing her best to cover her face with her hands. She's obviously embarassed, but still somewhat amused. "Well, I know I told Angela-- did I tell you? That little rat took me to court!"

She shakes her head, the feeling of bitter righteousness coming back as if it was yesterday. "He took me to court for some insane amount, saying I owed him pain and suffering for the treatment at Christmas, and the hospital bill! And then, he takes up another civil suit for all the money he says I owe him for helping me get on my feet! AND HE WINS! I saw him, oh, I dunno, maybe a month later? Two? I saw him at the subway station, so I... uh... I sent the turn-style spinning at just the right time. Every cent he got from me he spent on reconstructive surgery for his manly bits."