Louisa felt disgusted. Now Maxim, Dylan, and Bryan were all arguing about their views on America and the military. Part of why she wasn't as vocal about her opinions was that she found these sort of arguments to be problematic. They don't allow both parties to be open to new ideas, and no one leaves enlightened or willing to accept certain points from the other sides. Maxim would probably leave thinking "America is fucked up," while Dylan and Bryan would leave thinking "America is the greatest ever," and they would completely ignore the other side.
Fortunately, Maxim wanted to leave. Louisa was ready to go. Bryan was also ready to go. He did make some cracks about turning Maxim in, but she knew he wouldn't. People like Bryan wouldn't really turn Maxim in. She was certain he just wanted to see Maxim squirm a bit. Maxim wasn't a real threat to the country, and Louisa knew that Bryan probably was aware of that as well.
Tori was also ready to go as well. Louisa stood up and grabbed her bike.
"Okay, let's head out."
That's when she realized that Dylan was still there. It couldn't hurt to give Dylan something to think about, so she turned to Dylan.
"Have a nice day, Dylan. By the way, you look really pretty in the sunlight. It's a shame you spend so much time in darkness."
Louisa began to push her bike to catch up to Tori and Maxim. Tori was offering to give Maxim a ride home.
"Actually, let's not go home yet," Louisa said. "We can't end our day having dealt with jerks like those. Come on, Maxim's finally out, we're alive and happy, so we should celebrate. So, I say that we all go to Bloom's, and I will make us a very fine pizza. Any kind you guys like, my treat."
Louisa got close to her friends.
"My dad says that a pizza shared between friends and family is one of the greatest gifts you can give someone. Frankly, my friends, I subscribe to that philosophy. So, let's all pile in Tori's van and go there. I think my bike will fit."
Even if they decided to not go to Bloom's, Louisa didn't care. She had good friends, a great home, and plenty to be grateful for. That was enough for her.
((Louisa Bloom continued in The Problems of Three Little People