Bad luck things. [ She tilts her head, brows raised with an amused and not actually expectant expression. ] Mine, my pencils always break just when I'm getting on a roll. Or that time I nearly had a two hundred pound crate almost dropped on my head — not in the line of work, either.

[ Really, she isn't making shit up but she is shooting the shit instead. Making fun of herself to get over being nervous. It isn't totally working, but hey. ]