Orsino flushed momentarily. Shit. Had he just insulted her? It wasn't his intention to do so, and the comment had seemed harmless enough. And, really, was meant in jest. He was just wondering why her roommate would be prone to fan-mobbing! Generally it wasn't the sort of behavior non-celebrities found themselves subjected to.
"Wait, I wasn't-" he started, only to be interrupted by the waitress returning with his coffee. "I didn't mean that you're some kind of..." He searched desperately for the word he wanted, only to come up with, "...groupie. Or something. It was, I was just taking the piss. Or the mickey. Or whatever."
How artful. Clearly, it was time to shut up. This was why Orsino hated talking too much - people always misinterpreted things! He added a splash of cream to the mug, and proceeded to pour in considerably more sugar than he'd meant to.