I definitely don't have friends at home. I keep to myself, there. [And only half of that is because she still considers herself kind of dangerous. Between her temper and her enhanced strength, Renee worries. So she keeps herself apart.]

I'm...learning here. There are at least people who seem to like me at least. Gwen. Pete. Manabu puts up with me. [She kind of trolls him, though, so that's on her.] I'm a pain in Tony's ass. And yours, too, probably.

[Because here she is.]

Oh, are you used to the fancier coffees? Like kopi luwak or something? [Renee's heard of that stuff before, but never experienced anything fancier than like...Taster's Choice. And if she knew her coffee, she'd know that kopi luwak was more a gimmick, nothing to write home about.]