[ elena points at herself emphatically. ]

My business—

[ pointing at him now with a clumsy finger. ] —is none of yours.

[ she leans against the wall across from him. or rather, she tries to, but it doesn't go as smoothly. she stumbles backward, rushing to straighten up again. ] I'm in no state. There's no state. I'm just waiting for you to go to your room first. [ yes, she's resorted to that tactic: u first. ]