"But I'm not a person, dear George, " she reminded him. "Never have been. But. Noted. I'll call next time." She stepped away from the wall and out of range of George's sword.
She returned Patrick's wave, peering at him. "Told you I would," she said. "Hang on a sec, I brought cookies, I dropped my bag coming in." She leaned out the window and found the strap of her bag, grabbing it and hauling herself back inside before she overbalanced and fell out.
"So...how are you?"she asked, digging through the bag.