Miss Parker kind of hated obsequiousness, but again, this guy Noah was an extreme and weird case that probably wouldn't respond the way Broots did, with quiet snark that she was meant to miss. So she was left at loose ends at how to respond to that.

And then there was Cowboy Spencer dealing with the gun and all, and she finally just gave up on the whole situation until she had food and better clothing. Ugh.

"Food. Coffee." She snapped her fingers at him out of habit, then grimaced, stopping herself. "Sorry. Just." Argh. "I'm not ordering you to get me any. I'm not ordering you to do anything, ignore me if I'm a bitch, everyone I work with knows I'm horrible. I'm getting food, and coffee, and this guy is apparently not evil, so. Join us if you want to. Or not."

Christ, she could use a drink.