She glared at him for a second, seeing his stare, and lifted the blanket up and across her face, right under her nose, so that all of the bruises were hidden but her next words were somewhat muffled. "Stop looking at me like that, Daniel. It was right outside this coffeeshop. One minute she was drinking coffee and literally, the next she was freaking out." Rosalie tried to stay as close to the truth as possible, adjusting details here and there. "It was just...a freak incident, d'accord?". Hoping that it would be enough to placate him, she added, "And I already told the whole thing to the police, and they're handling it now." And if that didn't work, she didn't know what would.