[ She pointed a miniature chicken leg at him. ] See customer service skills are what you got that keep you from gettin' snippy. And you can't stand bein' told what to do.

[ She took a bite, setting it down and looking at the plate for a moment as he brought up the month. Wiping her hand on a napkin, she reached for her drink and took another long gulp. It was hard to even meet his eyes. ]

Yeah...I'm fine. Hopin' we don't have a repeat of that though. Only you would die and create an undead posse. [ She tried to joke, but the way she tensed showed she was really quite bothered by the whole thing. ]