Gabe looked vaugely serious and suggested, "you just can't sleep? You're so excited, you're in too deep?" (It was fortunate that Zoe knew - and had been sworn to secrecy about - Gabe's secret love of pop music. There was no use pretending to be cooler than he was with someone he lived with. Besides, he didn't feel judged around Zoe.)
"Look at that smile," Gabe accused, pointing at her mouth. "So I'm guessing this guy was moderately attractive? And, hey, what do you mean 'no manners'? Did I, or did I not, at 'please' to the end of 'woman'?"