[... she'll take one of those, actually, unscrewing it without much effort.]

Thanks. [she gives him a little grin - this is much less of a shiteating grin, she's so grossly in love.] She misses you. Said uh, you listen to her talk about her gardening more than anybody she knows, which is fuckin' rude, considering that I dutifully listen to her talk about her ivy like, all the time.

[she says this so fondly.] We're good, though, work is... boring. Paperwork, man.