Opening the fridge she grabbed the last of the orange juice and downed it. "I'm not the one barging into someone else's house at the butt crack of what the hell. So you want to talk, then talk. If not then go home."
With a quick look at him she shot the empty carton at the garbage. "Isnt that your usual MO? I mean, we were pretending things weren't happening, while they were happening. Why is now any different? Lose your little black book? I'm sure Jarvis has a back up or two."