He set the cup down on the counter. A little too hard with a 'clang'. He then advanced on her, hands dragging back his coat as he settled them on his hips. Staring down at her.

"Know that for a fact, do you? Because I can't say I've got quite so firm a handle on that. But you don't need to make excuses for it. You've got a new boy. Do what you like with him. Just don't make it sound like you're doing me a favor with it."