She keeps an impassive look on her face, maybe a little too drained of emotion, because she knows if she gets going and spitting mad, then he's going to know. "Nothing," she lies, because she knows that he likes this town and could see himself maybe coming back.

No reason for him to ruin himself. Her, though, she might come back and make sure later that she shows them why they shouldn't gossip. "Come on, load up the trunk, let's go."