No, she's full of it

I stared at her, watching for cracks in her composure. "You...are..." I said, inching my face closer to her's. "So...very...full of shit."

Her eyes popped open and she laughed unconvincingly. "Yeah, you're right. Like I would ever let a dope like you paw at me. Keep dreaming, lover-boy."

"I dunno. You sounded pretty excited when I suggested it."

"Thats because I'm a good actress. Seriously though, what's on your mind for the weekend?"