(Well...I tried to sound smart...-)
"Ma'am, lets go.."
She then started walking over to the door, she then looked at her as the karen stood in place not moving.
"Ma'am pleade, the costumers are in here peaceful and you are ruining it."
"'ma'am' this 'ma'am' that! Look here, kid, your only what-fucking 18 and your arguing with a 42 year old woman! Stay in a damn childs place and look at you! Your not dressed appropriately for this job, you obviously don't know what style is and your skin is fucking ugly, you fucking n****, your so fucking ugly-you should be picking cotton right now! But your in my damn business, fucking n*****"
Her eyes widened, as her mouth dropped open, she started tearing up, she was scared, intimidated, mad, hurt, she felt different, out casted, she felt uneasy, she didn't feel okay, she then looked up at the woman as tears started dropping, she then opened the door and looked at the karen, in a soft and quiet, shaky voice.
"L-Leave...please...just-g-go.."
(I'm really sensitive so if a white grown woman called me this I would try argue but i'd end up crying or having a panic attack)