Brigid stared through the rain-spattered car window at lights of shopping strips going by, as if trying to find just the right way to express her contempt for them. Finally she said, "I think I've figured out what irritates me the most about Treville."
"Oh?" said Greg, in the driver's seat.
"Yeah," she replied. "I think what bothers me the most is that the question is never 'Should I hit him?' but is instead always just deciding 'How hard?'."