Andrew certainly had a face she would never grow tired of punching once she got started. That was the trick, not getting started, though with his smile and words it was a hard thing to do. She wouldn't let her temper, something she had all along apparently and had needed Abel to point out to her, get the better of her. It did hurt that he seemed to think that she could turn into a rage monster at the slightest provocation. Then again maybe he simply knew Andrew well enough to know he could piss anyone off. But that was an issue for another time as far as she was concerned, a time when she and Abel were alone and she had the time to pick better words to explain herself.
"Did I say that? Because I sure as fuck don't remember saying that." she took an almost angry drag before folding her arms again. "Not one of my better decisions, yeah, sure, that did occur to me even before we got curb-stomped. But she was miserable and I felt obligated out of a sense of kindness and decency to try to help her. Maybe if you were a half-way decent human being, or at least a somewhat decent brother she wouldn't have to turn to people like me to try to help resolve whatever the hell issues you two seem to have." More than a little cruel given she didn't know much of what was going on beyond the fact that Kaylee didn't like her brother's girlfriend, but she honestly didn't care. She was looking forward to never seeing him again.
She leaned over a little in her seat, reaching under the table to touch Abel's leg, a silent request that he move it away so she wouldn't try to move it for him. "Right. You got what you wanted. Let me go." she slipped her cigarette into her mouth for a moment, using her now free hand to unfold and slip her sunglasses back on. She had to pull it out before she spoke again, still not having mastered the ability to speak around the cigarette. "I'm gonna go for a walk or something, I'll meet back up with you later or I'll see you at home. Suddenly I'm feeling very anti-social."