He brings his mug to his lips but pauses, his eyes narrowing at her over the rim.

"Mm. Low blow."

That's just his way of saying she got him there.

After taking a sip, he sets the cup down and continues work on his eggs. There's not that much room under that little table so his knee is inevitably going to nudge hers.

"It don't mean that I gotta put up with it."