"Nothing." It sounds deeply unconvincing. Even shrugging a shoulder feels too casual, like she isn't selling the lie quite right. "We have history."

... And amending that one instantly, "Not like that."

Yikes.

Now that she's made this as awkward as possible, she's going to grip the towel around her neck and mutter, "See you around," before she turns to go. Bath, first thing, tomorrow.