"Yeah well, so far you've met all the requirements for me not to hate you. Not gonna tell you what those are because you'll probably think I'm crazy and go looking for the closest rubber room to toss me in."
She eyed the bottle of tequila. Poor man, didn't know what he was getting himself into.
"Anything I'd do to result in you wanting to arrest me would probably be in the process of saving your life. And secondly, who's to say you even have jurisdiction here?"
Her brow cocked at him and she clinked her glass against his before downing the shot, grimmacing at the burn all the way down.
"Typically, I'm not good with people. Don't really have time to be. So in return I think the side of me that gets into the usual situations everyday people find themselves in AKA enjoying life. Yeah I don't do that. My life is my work, kinda immerse myself in it."