"Balance in all things," she says, hitting the button for the elevator. "I'd eat, breathe, and sleep chaos and raw energy if I could, but it gets old. If I can have that seventy-percent of the time, tempered by the other thirty when I'm quiet, I'm happy.

"...it's been one hundred percent silence for the past five days. I can't even get half and half, I'm drowning."

The elevator arrives and she steers them into it jauntily. "But now a sandwich is exciting."