[For once, Angela doesn't need an excuse from Cameron. Lord knows she's thought some completely irrational doubts herself that would be shameful if they were aired. She puts down her cup with a certain amount of stubbornness so it hits the desktop with a firm tap before she walks over to Cameron. Her face is set in a straight line and she looks like a disappointed mother about to scold her child.
It might not be her child, but somebody will definitely be getting scolded]
a spoonful of apologies in with the sugar;
It might not be her child, but somebody will definitely be getting scolded]
Open the drawer.