She meant Leonard. But she's not clarifying.
There's really no point given what he does say.


Maybe what comes isn't what either of them expects to. Isn't any of the three she keeps holding like cards to choose from. Sara's brow wrinkles and lifts, with a speculative tint to her expression. "So, you're the reason he kissed me?"

It's so much more facetious than serious when she's tipping her glass and her forehead at him. But the irony of those words coming out, makes her think about it all as this suddenly strange, domino chain on delay, only finally hitting the last wall. She kissed Mick; Mick kissed Leonard; Leonard kissed her.