“If you’re going to throw something at me, might I suggest a pen or a piece of paper,” he said, paying very little attention to her. “I was not going to hit you with anything.” “You looked violent.” “And you look like you’ve not had one good day in your life, but since we’ve met, not once have I thought you’re about to cry on me.” “Are you always this argumentative?” “Are you always this sour?” “My answer is yes, then.” “So is mine.”
