She rolled her eyes at him and laughed. "Of course not, I can see you mentally making some sort of mole sauce with it already - which, I demand to have some of if you do make it."
"I know dear, I know," she replied in a mollifying manner, her compassion piqued at the vehemence in his voice. "It's not me you have to convince!" She choked on her tea and carefully set it down before looking at him. "Dean please, please tell me you didn't literally say to her 'I'll go down on you but it's not going to do much for me, sorry' to Ophelia because honestly, if you did I may give up on men forever and go and be a lesbian monk in Nepal." She gave him her very best quizzical look as she tilted her head and furrowed her brow. "The holiday with Seamus is causing issues? Why?" Silently Susan suddenly wondered if Ophelia was more astute in her observations then either of her thick headed friends appeared to be.