[Has she mentioned you look like you're about to fall over. As she pauses and eyes him, the thought occurs again.]

You outta be glad for that. I coulda left you with the soup.

[But, done now, she turns to him expectantly.] Believe it or not, I don't know where you live. We ain't all in the habit of stalkin'. Where's closer?

[Your place or mine.

Ha, what a joke.]