That reaction would fit my personality, and I'd have the added benefit of it being a neg, (makes her feel a little silly for thinking I would), while at the same time showing her that I'm so far removed from AFCdom that it didn't even occur to me buying a drink was an option.

Bob showed great discretion despite his knowledge of the affair.

I can't keep still. I feel like I'm caught in a trap — my tight corset and pinchy shoes don't help.

This empty roof, / this sleeping town, this great stone wall / which circummures us.