She just stares at him blankly for a moment. You know those really uncomfortable silences that seem to last forever?

 

 

 

And ever?

 

 

 

 

And ever?

"Don't talk to me like I'm a wiggler." She's not angry, exactly - the response is more cold than anything. "I always know what I'm doing. Which is probably why you're jealous."

...Which is bullshit and they both know it. But still.