[She pauses, then huffs in irritation because he took her big news away.]
God, you have to kill everything, don't you? [She pauses again.] Am I really that much of a tool?
Don't answer that.
[There's the sound of a fridge door opening and rustling as she gets a can of soda.] Anyway, so I guess I can't tell you about that exciting news. But I do have another piece. You're set up for guard duty.