"None of these are going to who they belong to," she tells him blithely, unashamed, practically daring him to challenge her. "They're going directly into my fridge because that is what happens when you shove a job off on someone without asking. I don't work for free which means these were clearly a gift and I'll accept that happily."

She looks like she doesn't know what a smile is, much less that she knows what happiness is.

She also doesn't tell him her name.