She starts to say no, then contemplates that for a moment longer. "Well, you might be. But I don't think you'll be upset."

It takes about two more seconds before she's rolling her eyes at herself and grinning at him and digging an unmarked white envelope out of the side pocket of her backpack. She holds it up.

"It's in here, and before you even say it, no, it's not a winning lottery ticket, or a trip to Aruba, or anything like that, dork."