Wait, lemme get this straight.

[Well, she's less anxious- her hand slips away from the pocket with the cigarettes and her arms fold casually over her chest instead.]

He ditched your mom, came back later, and then tried to turn you into his attack dog?

[She scoffs and shakes her head.]

Jeee-zus, what a piece of work.

[For as much of a loser as he may have been, even Pat Lehane wouldn't use her to kill people.]