Turning to look at Alice he leans on the table, palms flat on the surface and stares her down. Glancing at the breakroom door he let's out an aggravated sort of sigh.

"I'd have an easier time trusting you if this was the first time we've had this sort of conversation." He grumbled before pushing off and rubbing at his own face. "Fine, I'll leave it be if you can look me in the eye and tell me there isn't something that could be potentially dangerous going on with you."

Que him looks back down at her, arms crossed.

Can you do it Alice? Can you really?