"Why would I bother saying anything like that out loud when you seem more than capable of doing it on your own?" she says, smirking a bit. She holds his gaze for a few seconds, brows flat, before exhaling a tiny puff of air. "'Probably' is better than a definite 'yes,' so I'll take the chance and excuse myself. I won't be long."

OOC: Can end here? Assume she came back, and they shot the shit for a bit?