"Or assuming that women think at all," he said prominently, a very stern look on his face as if it were a serious problem. One could never be too careful - women who had a braincell were quite dangerous. This one was tenfold.
Whilst Delia spoke Ramez took the opportunity to grab a drink from a passing servant and smelled the wine before he drank it. Nice taste, but nothing like home. "Ah, see - but there you go! You assume that I would have simply walked off if I found you annoying when in fact, I am one to challenge annoying people just to annoy them themselves..." Another sip, another smile. "And of course you are of use to me. You are distracting me from dismally formal proceedings."