Marie was immersed enough in her work mode that for a moment, her eyes cut to him, confused. Then the penny dropped, and she realized he was referring to night before. His price for her punching him.

Does your advice come in fortune cookies?

"As we're both working for the same man," Marie said, returning her attention to her work. "I don't see any reason why you should be a bother."

Except he was obviously staying here just to be a pest. If he thought he was going to rattle her just by sitting there, he sorely overestimated the effect of a two second kiss.

Even if it had been the first kiss she'd had in years. Working to keep a roof over her and Kurt's head and food on the table and some hope of a future for him... Marie hadn't had the time for any of that, not in a long, long time.