Whaaat. What? [She can't think of anything that would make this worse. And then there's bodily contact. Okay, yep, it's worse.
She stands up straight very suddenly and backs up to the wall until there's a good foot of space between them. That's better.] I'm going to...partake of the...I'm going to take a cold shower. Don't follow me.
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She stands up straight very suddenly and backs up to the wall until there's a good foot of space between them. That's better.] I'm going to...partake of the...I'm going to take a cold shower. Don't follow me.