[She takes a sip of her coffee, steeling herself for the emotional outburst she suspects that will happen once she says all this out loud.]

Okay.
I know. I know that you were at the club last night, I know that it was you who saved me. And that it was you who beat up those guys who shot me last week.

[She puts down her coffee cup and turns her eyes to his.]

I also know that you miss me.