She laughed. "Yeah, I don't think I could pull it off. Dracula might, though."
As he asked about the movie she tensed. "Uh," she started, realizing that if she started every sentence that way, he'd know for sure it was a lie. But it was hard to just say nothing, and the noise just popped out. Just as she was about to name something off the top of her head, he cut her off with the most awkward comment he ever could have made.
If her face was red before, it was scarlet now. "Eeeeeh!" she hissed, flailing a hand childishly as if he had just asked if she wanted to eat frog eyes for dinner. After her small tantrum passed, she pressed a hand to her forehead and closed her eyes. Oh God, how embarrassing. She took a moment to put her brain back together before dropping her hand, opening her eyes and glancing to him.
"Yeah, I'm not stupid," she said. "I'm on the pill." Just as she said that, she realized that admitting freely that she was on birth control made her look like a rabid slut monster. Holding her hands up, she let out a slight whine. "But not like...that...like...it just helps with...girl stuff..." Great. She was hinting at her horrible, irregular, painful menstrual cycle to Luther. This was the low point in her life. "But it's also that, so...yeah...I was careful."