Me (in direction of lady in other car who got in my way): Oh I hate you!
Me: Oh that lady in the other car who got in my way there.
Mikale: That's a very powerful word.
Me: You're right. I probably shouldn't say I hate her. (I don't remember
exactly what I said, but whatever it was was followed with) I don't know
Mikale: Yeah, she might be nice.
Me: She might be. Ok, I guess I don't really hate her.