[He's guessing by the fact that she goes after a snack in the fridge rather than stopping to chat that she's just hungry and not here to drop info, or pick up info or anything.]
Yeah, hey.
[He turns his book over, laying face down on the table and folds his hands on it.]
no subject
Yeah, hey.
[He turns his book over, laying face down on the table and folds his hands on it.]
You uh, hear anything about the bombing?
[He tries anyway, even if it turns out futile.]