[ She does not need work. Or his overbearing protectiveness. The line-faced look she shoots him says as much, and then she's turning back towards the bar for her drink only to -- yep, she starts slightly.
Is he - ? Throwing peanuts at her? WOW DAMON, NOT ON. What are you, five? This is a suddenly twisted expression of frustrated annoyance. Times like these she wonders -- no, she doesn't wonder why she's with him, she just picks the bounced peanut from the counter and chucks it in his lap. ]
Depends. Do you consider your expertise aim or maturity? [ She fumbles to catch the second peanut. That one goes in his lap too.
Really about to dump the entire bowl in his lap tbh. ]