Anna won't bother picking apart the things Clover says. There's no reason to believe she's being insincere (or at least, not as insincere as she's actually being), and this is supposed to be a nice evening, anyway. Besides, she thinks, anyone would get sick of hearing her talk about how much she cares about their sister without talking about them.

So she's going to change that. "It really never stops, does it? You feel like talking about the latest way this stupid app wrecked your life?" It's a guess, but one she feels confident about. Passive aggression can sound a lot like regular bitterness to somebody who's lived a life steeped in both.

"Open question. You don't have to say yes." Her back straightens as she stops leaning on the bar quite so much. "I just like talking to you about it."