"Well, that cements the idea of me driving if we go anywhere in a vehicle." She shot him a bit of a disbelieving look, not so much to the validity of his story as it was disbelieving that he would hurt himself like that and then go out to eat, while on pain pills, and then insist on a movie and that he could keep up with her if she ran errands. Perhaps it was a lack of genuine experience with the opposite gender, but something about the entire matter didn't add up logically.
"Me? I'm a classic book buff, skeptic at heart, not buying the MENSA bit - though I do buy the long walks and moonlit strolls parts, and I'm a Scorpio." She was unable to help herself. Despite his jokes being hit and miss - mostly miss, with her - she purposely laced her response with a few comments that could be interpreted as jokes or as sarcasm. She figured he could interpret it as he would and she could deal with it.