See? Even that response to her question is too perfect. He ought to at least be a little annoyed she was questioning his hospitality. But, once again, it throws her off. She'd been gearing up for an argument and he hadn't given it to her.

"Yes--I mean, no. It's not odd to help people in need. But the lunch, the gifts--I had a bad night and suddenly it's My Fair Lady? I--" She breaks off and covers her face with her hands, both out of embarrassment that she would be so ungrateful and also because, suddenly, she's crying. It's the stupidest thing.

"I'm sorry," she says softly. "I'm sorry. It's all so much, you know? They weren't--those people last night--I thought they--"