"Pshh," She said with a dramatic wave of her free hand. "I claimed stakes to the countertop long before you ever showed up, Davies. If anything, you're stalking me, but I'm a forgiving sort." She smiled in his direction.
She bit her lip, actually thinking about that question. Because the truth was she didn't really have a quip for it, and he was right that there was a certain vibe going on. "I'd say you're doing perfectly well."