"I know, right?" she says bluntly, staring at him with complete impassivity. "Fuckin' weird. I was tailing him and he just grabs this kid outta nowhere. Fuckin' amateur hour. Maybe he's having a midlife crisis."

Yeah, okay, so Rush is maybe a little too smart for this ploy (and for everything and everybody) but she's not gonna give that ground. B's cover just got blown to two and a half people and even though it's not technically her fault she still feels responsible. He's a goddamn good resource and the last thing he needs is Rush on his ass on top of everything else that's just happened.

Whether or not he falls for the lie, she has a pretty good notion he's not gonna push harder, not after that steely smile she just gave him.

"Sorry you got mixed up in that," she says, turning her attention pointedly back to B. "Maybe you'll let me get you a drink."