Angie dove into her noodles, using them as an excuse to not answer Lee's question right away. She had no idea if George had randomly mentioned her conversation with him about Warrington a week ago. It wasn't likely right? It wasn't as though the conversation was a big deal.
She chewed and swallowed, took a swig of beer and shrugged one shoulder as if it wasn't anything important. "Maybe." She kept at the noodles as if they were the most interesting thing in the world. Or as though she were absolutely starving and nothing else could hold her attention.