He was far too happy, but it made her kind of grin at him. He was always grinning, that weirdo. It was endearing and she much preferred him to grin then be upset or something. After gathering up the soda she came back into the room with those and cups and went over to him so that she could pour them both a drink.
"Lost the... Oh. No." she stuck her tongue back out at him since he was doing the same. "I can't carry soda and pizza and my things, I'm not the brilliant sir. I only have two hands." She handed him his glass and then went to get herself a slice of pizza. "I always get sausage because you always ask for sausage."