"I have no idea," Gus said apologetically, "I wasn't even aware it was a she until just now, so you'll have to take a gamble. It's an appliance in a rental in the low end of town, so I wouldn't give it - sorry, her - too much credit."
He took a swig of beer (she had, so far, refused refreshment both liquid and solid) and watched her get the cake sorted out in the oven.
"C'mon, we got some Die Hard to watch," he said, "And if you decide you're hungry or thirsty, don't wait for me to offer, Lou. Just grab what you want, all right?"