Raleigh rolls her eyes as she scrubs her hands. "I know that, I just- you know how I am." She means it, too; she knows that Spencer and Joel both mostly understand her weird ideosynchracies, the way she just... checks, to make sure that people are doing things because they want too, that she doesn't ever expect anything. She doesn't expect Spencer to help, especially if it makes things difficult with his job, but if he's offering... she'll take it.

She just has to say something, so she's sure he knows. It's how she ticks.

"We're both in for a big dose of karma, I think" she says with a shake of her head, "Although, I think I might have cashed mine out with the store." She can't stop the way her lips quirk up into a smile, because she gets this silly look on her face even when she just thinks about it; doing this was absolutely the right thing. Opening a store of her own, having her own place... it was the right thing, and she didn't even know what got that look on her face.

She wrinkles her nose when he asks if it's that horrible. "Of course it's not that horrible, it's just- I mean, you can feel however you want, and you... should, but telling me about it, that's the horrible part," she says with a laugh. "I am an innocent bystander," she says with a shake of her head. "You're only a little bit horrible. Like.... a quarter of a percent. The rest is pretty great, if you ask me." She looks at him over her shoulder, flashing a smile."