"Noah, it's... well, it's sort of... complicated," she said lamely. It was the ultimate "big person" excuse, and as soon as she saw Noah frown, she regretted it. "Well... I'm sorry, but it's actually sort of true. I only sort of get it myself, and in order for you to get it, I'd have to tell you a heck of a lot more than why I'm going crazy right now, and trust me, it's NOT a story worth hearing."
And, suspecting he would ask despite her warning, she suddenly stood up and looked at him. "Hey, do you want some hot chocolate? It's gotta be around thirty out there, and I could really use the chocolate."