[ LOOK SHE'S BEEN SHOT AT, but this is different. She's commenting mainly because she feels vulnerable and she needs to detour the conversation.

He shushes her and she gives him a look. ]

I'm just concerned your time is focused less on the skylight and more on finding girls to muse your time. Think you're running out of those, though.

[ Look... she's not sure what's going on, but she can't be sure. Either way, Elizabeth lowers her shirt down and leans against the bar counter. ]

I have some remaining concealer in my apartment that you're welcome to have. Stuff runs a bit thin for my taste but could cover up some bitemarks.