Today's OneWord: Scarce

There had scarce been a breath in the room before Lucy threw her highball glass at the man who had just stepped onto the premises, hair combed painfully back and exposing a vividly receding hair glass. The glass - along with its contents - became a shattered mess against the wooden floor, as the man cleared his throat and raised his hands in skepticism.

"Dear," he said, "it's a birthday party. And Bob is my friend, too. So do you mind if I can just have a little fun without being physically assaulted?"