Wes was prepared to give the chit a good lecture on the origins of the word gallivanting and how skating could, in fact, be gallivanting but he was distracted by her energetic discourse on arson.
"I see. I must say, I do have to agree regarding the lack of acceptable furniture in this store. You are correct. These pillows are not proper pillows at all. You'd think, with the City giving us money and lodging and so forth, that it would have a better sense of what the consumer desires. But no. It gives us this...this bloody garbage."
He thoughtfully pulled the pillow out of her hands after she accosted him with it, then just as thoughtfully hit her back.