For a moment or two, Kylie's eyes flicked around the room. It was very Rad-like, neat and organized and simple. Not like hers, which wasn't really messy but spent the part of the day before the maid came in a relative state of disarray. Like the man himself, she found Rad's room to be sort of... steadying. Besides, studying the room kept her from having to speak immediately, even when Rad asked what she wanted to talk about.
Did she really want to do this? It probably wasn't her best idea. There was a fair-to-middling chance that Rad would just say she was being dumb and tell her to go away. After all, he already had the yogurt in hand. Well. She'd brought the bribe; she might as well get something out of it.
"I made Doug upset." This statement came with movement. Rather gracefully, Kylie dropped down to lay across the foot of his bed, stretched out there like she absolutely belonged. "And I don't think he likes me. Do you think that's why he doesn't want to live here? Because of me?"