Yeah, I'd rather that too. The key. Not me. 'Cause I'm not worried about- [And then she realizes before she says something completely out of place, she should make up for that failing. She moves in to his side quickly, careful of the key in her pocket but means to lead him to sit down.]

Let me get you somethin' for that. I'm so sorry, Doyle. I know it was a mistake, but I shoulda been watchin'.