Alice wants to curse the way she jumps out of her damn skin at the mug hitting the table. Bad enough that she knows damn well she's not being as normal about this as she wishes she was, the outright jumpiness is just embarrassing.

Plus, it makes it even harder to lie to Sam's face.

"Nothing's gotten into me lately, Sam, I'm living the life of a celibate monk," is a bad attempt at a deflective joke even by her standards, but it comes out of her mouth anyway.