"Cool," Tate responds, though he would've said 'cool' no matter what she'd said, since it's a murder weapon. After a moment of thought he wrinkles his nose a little though, thinking of hitting anyone with an actual lead pipe. Unpleasant.

Still, the expression is quickly gone, replaced by his earlier smile. "Nice, killing sophomores. And you need to keep track of Henry for...?" Honestly, he can probably guess, but it's a little funnier to make her admit it. He eats another piece of cheese, looking around momentarily to check for any would-be assassins.