"What are you doing?" Jake asked her, frowning and trying to ignore her while he watched the telly. He could feel her staring and it was starting to crawl up his spine. But, if she was just going to stare, he figured he could ignore her.

"Stop staring at me," Jake told her, frustrated. "Go stare at someone or something else if you're really in need of giving your eyes a workout. You're going to give yourself a headache and annoy me."