As a response to being cat called, Betty returned the favor, page 96: “Hey, you’re pretty sexy yourself,” I smiled back. “Have you got a nice big dick?” I moved a bit closer while looking at his crotch and asked “You want to show it to me?” Now that I was standing a few feet from him, he stopped grinning and backed away from me. “Take it easy, Lady.” he whined, “I’m a married man.” I told him in that case, he shouldn’t be such a tease and I slowly walked off smiling.
Betty was able to take any situation, see the situation for what it was, play in the situation and then in an interesting way state her agenda or her value system. I loved that about her.