Don't do that! [Obviously it bothered him enough to bring it up, and she's getting frustrated with the erratic back and forth. She balls up her fists and stares at him -- she's not puffing her cheeks out like usual, but staring at him seriously in lieu of that]

Obviously it matters if it's bothering you like this! It's not like you go around mowing people down left and right and jumping on the murder train all the time! So just be straight with me. Tell me what's wrong, if that's -- how you got the number, or anything else.

[The frustration leaks out a bit and she looks more pleading.]

I'll listen. I promise.