The way Riley can shift facial expressions so quickly never ceases to amaze, and Ryan stifles a grin behind his hand. Gamma Agnes is absolute, total 100% bullshit, Ryan knows very well, and he wonders for a minute whether Riley knew the woman's name was the same or whether it was just an incredibly lucky guess. He's still trying not to laugh when suddenly Agnes is turned around and heading back towards him, and Ryan resists the urge to swear in front of a lady who he's sure must be a hundred years old.

"I definitely don't remember your Gamma loving daisies," he retorts, but Agnes is already nodding enthusiastically. "And I know everything about carnations and nothing about daisies, I'm a one trick pony." Ryan presses his lips into a tight smile, concentrates as best as he can with Agnes staring into his fucking soul like he knows just which daisies to pick, and sends a tight fuck you directly at Riley's head. This one is a practiced move, more distinct than most of the other things he manages to send Riley's way, and it's not really a surprise, given everything.