"It's not mine!" She shot back, kicking a chair as she stalked by. "Did you learn nothing from me? How could you not be totally protected?!" Moving past him, she grabbed the glass out of his hand and finished it off for him before handing it back.
"She mentioned you specifically by name," Gretchen heaved a sigh and tossed herself into a chair opposite him. "She seems to think it's yours."