He freezes briefly, and that’s as much an indictment than if he’d simply said no.
“Of course,” he says nonetheless, and straightens, raising his head haughtily to tuck his hair back behind one ear; he glances at Abby furtively, playing at his stereotypical arrogance, but he’s a poor liar.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Nothing hideously stupid and embarrassing happened earlier, after all.