"I'm relaxed," Danny protested just a bit too loudly. He huffed, but listened as she explained. A bad penny. Why would you want to get rid of a penny? Didn't people want pennies, money of all kinds? He looked at her, confusion there, however hard he tried to hide it.
"I'll wait?" He asked. Definitely a question. He looked back at the tea as he indeed did wait. He moved to sit at the table, pondering over the phrase again. Bad penny. Weird. He was never going to understand this, was he?