Lydia lifts her eyebrows. She can do boring. Boring is typically safe. But then he continues and completely contradicts her line of thought. Lydia looks curious; intrigued.

"Oh, honey...I have secrets to put a confessional booth to shame," she replies. If, that is, her "glitches" are accurate to memories. "I'm listening," she adds, looking up at him through her eyelashes.