"Yep."

She's right on both counts, but he doesn't specify any further. That yep is all he says about her. It's a far cry from his usual tendency to run his mouth, yet somehow he manages to make that one word sound hateful. Still- he's trying so, so hard to keep his mouth shut, even going so far as to chew on his straw in aggravation.

God, he can't stand her.