Hold on. Give her a moment.

"Oh my god." Okay, maybe a few more moments. "I think I might actually get sick."

Horror gives way to embarrassment, which quickly morphs into anger, each of the emotions gracing her features in quick succession before she pulls her hands away from Elena's and reaches for the pile of books on her end table before plastering a fake smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, there's something I need to go do real quick, alright?"