Gar, who was not privy to Sophie's thought process, jumped when she let out her sudden cry of frustration and walked away. Being a Manhattan apartment, there wasn't a lot of away to walk to, but there was still a very clear message there. Which ran completely counter to every other message she'd been sending him. The first thought was that he'd said something wrong, but she hadn't seemed too offended when he'd said she liked her--quite the contrary, her tone had been bright and almost musical. Then the noise and the walk.
Chicks, man.
"So... okay, I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry I did it?" he said, hoping against hope that this was the right thing to say this time.