There's a small part of Jolie that would be glad for Bro to get told off for being a dumb ass, mostly because she's still salty about him giving her that look. As if she's to blame for being honest when Anna asks her question, honestly.

She folds her hands over her lap and thins her lips looking between the two of them, then down to the strawberries on the table, then up at Anna, then Bro, then she opens her mouth, shuts it and falls silent again before she shakes her head and rolls her eyes at Bro.

"Hey, look. Everyone has different priorities, right? You weren't dating until, what, a month ago? I think you probably had more important to talk about then who was sticking what where." She waves a hand airily. "And the last thing I want is for management to get on my ass because people are talking about having sex with me on public broadcast television." She flits her hand again and then moves to rest her chin on it, talking almost exclusively to Anna this time. "If he wasn't telling you shit, it's because he was respecting my privacy. And because he's a dumb ass who doesn't think it's a big deal, it's a modern thing. Sex falls off trees once you get past the twentieth century."