Why Should I Like Her?

James had been driving for a long while, but he did not speak all the time. He pursed his thin lips and his expression was a bit serious. Elizabeth glanced at him several times. She felt that the atmosphere in the car was a little stiff, so she whispered, "James?" "Hmm?" He looked back at her and smiled gently. "Why don't you speak?" "Didn't I speak?"  Elizabeth heard this and wanted to roll her eyes at him. He didn't say a word to her after getting in the car, okay? "Of course." Elizabeth nodded with certainty and asked, "Are you unhappy?" "No, why should I be unhappy?" Elizabeth snorted, "Is it because you've been waiting for me for too long?" James frowned and gave her a sidelong glance, "What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I speak to you just now?" "Then why don't you talk?" He always talked a lot when he came to pick her up in ordinary times. "Well, maybe I am a little tired, and..." He thought for a moment and said, "I'm hungry." "Oh." Elizabeth smiled apologetically, "Th