[ She grumbles something angry and unintelligible before fiddling her watch and
pulling up the messages they'd exchanged.

She shoves her wrist in his face, his words staring back at him on the backlit screen.]

Don't start with me, not when any of the shit you say makes sense. You get snippy when I make a joke, then you get moody when I ask about it and then you go from not shutting up to saying like two words!

[ She shoves him ]

You know how fucking annoying it was? Hearing this thing parrot your bullshit to me?