"Oh, uh, okay," Ron tried to collect himself, barely able to focus enough to form a sentence, much less strategize a lie to protect Sue. He'd just leave out the naughty parts and be as vague as possible. "Yeah, we went just down from the port, to that one street with all the shops."

Realizing he was not going to volunteer anything worthwhile, Pam slowed her circular strokes, and became more direct, "You got to spend more time with Sue than I did, so.....what did you think of her? And you won't make me made to say how pretty she is, or young, I mean, I'm not blind, she's pretty...