( Barbara watches him crouch down, listens to every single excuse with that same dangerously calm expressionโand then, very slowly, one eyebrow lifts. )
You're questioning the coffee grounds, Dick? That's the hill you're choosing? God, you're unbelievable.
( She reaches
Excuses. Babs wouldnโt just take the bait and forget all about it. )
So. . Shall we go then?