She swallows, nodding quickly, and pulls the mug free from his grasp, stepping past into the kitchen.

"No problem."

She's standing over the sink a few moments later, sticking the dirty mug in under the spray and scrubbing it hard with a sponge, her earlier words coming back to haunt her in a way that's more irritating than anything else.

"What are you doing, Kate?" she mutters.