It wasn't an unreasonable thing to say on the face of it. She was supposed to be writing about his dad and he was right there, it would be weird for her to not interview him. But all Rosario heard was the fucking presumptuousness of it, like, of course she'd want to talk to him, because everybody always wanted to talk to Archer or be noticed by Archer or just follow along in Archer's wake. A sharp splinter of annoyance stabbed through her and she looked up from her book, eyeing him flatly. "I already got your number, you gave it to Lyra. You're not that hard to track down."