Dumb shit... Like picking fights. [She shrugs again, and her hand comes up to rub her shoulder- near where she has a scar. A stab wound from Alex, hidden by her shirt.] I know that's... probably not the answer you were looking for. But I dunno what else to tell you. You probably know him better than I do.

[She's lying, and she's not a great liar. But she steps back a little, edging the door closed.]

Anyway, I have to get back to my movie.