[Drop...kick..........

Donna takes that in, considers it, nods slowly, and decides to not question it too hard. Seriously. Not her job to know. She doesn't want to know.]

Then we should invest in a nice pair of heels for you as well. You never know when a nice pair of heels can come in handy in sticky situations. [This would be a sweet smile, except she's thinking terrible thoughts.]

Regardless, we certainly aren't making any progress loitering out here. Shall we?

[And by "shall we", she means "let's go", as she's already moving towards the door.]