[She smiles just a little, and turns to lock her door to keep him from seeing how fragile and strained a smile it is. She's a better liar than that. She has to stop letting this affect her. She has to move on, because she is better than what she was.]
Don't worry about it. For the record, I could probably beat you now, too.
[spam]
Don't worry about it. For the record, I could probably beat you now, too.