"Alright." Ugh. This whole thing is pretty disheartening. She'd rather talk about sex then about dead family and grievous injuries - she's seen what losing someone close to you does to a person.

"I dun-oh." Well, they've got their water now! How nice, and their orders for food are being taken, and hopefully they can talk about things that are at least funny? "Hey, hey, don't start that. It doesn't look or sound like anyone's doing that in here, right? This is a restaurant not a brothel. We'll be fine."