[He seems really, really sorry, (Like really sorry, he's only said it about a dozen times) and as much as she would kind of like to take all her frustration out on him, Linda knows this isn't his fault. Exactly. It kinda is. In that her coffee would be on the floor and not on her if it wasn't for him. But he tried, right?

She lets out a loud, long sigh and shakes her head, forcing a smile.]

That was sarcasm. [She's checking her laptop now to make sure it's not damaged at all. Lucky for Wally, it seems to be safe.] It'd be a pretty lame joke anyway. [She takes the offered napkins and wipes up what landed on the table before it can drip further, then looks down at herself. Well, the blouse is ruined.] Maybe next time you try playing hero, you could be a little less klutzy about it. [Okay, so that was kind of mean. She looks back down at her soaked shirt again.]

I guess I appreciate the effort. [said as a bit of an afterthought.]