[She says it with visible skepticism, but she somehow manages not to be dismissive of it, either.]
Which is cool? I mean, I've never seen it, but I've never left New York--or California, or whatever, since my brain is apparently Swiss cheese. [With a huff, she gently reaches out to take the pad from her.]
Look, bottom line? I believe you. Same way I know you're my best friend: I just do. So...no boxes. Got it. Do the creepy vibes tell you if I should be physically armed around boxes or something?
[And, though it could easily be construed as a mocking question, her features are open and inquisitive, making it clear she's being dead serious.]