He turned to grab his sandwich and took a large bite, chewing sloppily and not giving a fuck. "Okay, but, here's the thing," Dean spoke while chewing, making an effort to annoy her at this point. "I don't really give a fuck what you believe, Bela. I'm not trying to sell you jack squat, so I'm not even making the effort." He shot her a smug smile and grabbed his beer to take a long drink. "I'm avoiding you because you're fucking annoying. Do I need another reason? Survey says...no."