She stopped, just inside the door, and turned on her heel, glaring at him again. She wasn't surprised when he nearly ran right into her chest.
She sighed, getting truly frustrated. "What are you gonna do, sit at my feet and beg for scraps?" She shook her head. "And I do not like lying. I don't lie. I am a reporter, and I have a responsibility to tell the truth, even if it hurts. And I'm sorry if it hurts, Kiddie Flash, but you... are getting... on my... last nerve." She spun back around, heading for the counter.