[Leaning forward, she gives him a teasing poke on his cool, metal nose. (Though if the smallest amount of bitter sarcasm remains, it's contained good-naturedly)]
You were the original, incredibly rude, computer who convicted a cute girl like me, right? [Straightening, she places a hand on her hip.] So you should already know that I'm immortal. [Meaning, she's difficult to permanently injure or hurt.]
I'm the last person you need to worry over. Just focus on doing your job here tonight.