“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 a single good day in your life, but since we’ve met, not once have I thought you’re about to cry on my shoulder.” “Are you always this argumentative?” “Are you always this sour?”
