"But you thought about it again, just now, and ... " And that's where she pulled it from. Or maybe not. Again, though, she's more amused and curious rather than actually bothered by any of this. It's weird, but it's not bad weird.

Again, the thought doesn't linger long, if only because she's busy taking in the view outside the window, yes. She shakes her head after a beat, and without being able to peel her eyes off the beach, outside, "God, this is better than, like, Venice Beach and El Matador combined."