That's a good thing, huh? [ He taps a fingernail against one of her knees as if to further punctuate his point. ] Not all learning comes outta books. You gotta ask all the right questions. That's how ya figure out your shit.

[ He ashes the cigarette in a mug on the table, jostles a little when she punches him and laughs a beat. It doesn't last, the latter gives him a little bit of an edge, and he looks up at her in something close to disbelief. ] You been talkin' to him or somethin'? Hey, yo, that ain't cool.