Charles rolled his eyes but took up his own piece to play--and then paused with an exaggeratedly thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was contemplating his move. Because, well, if she was going to be impatient about it, he didn't mind being annoying. There were, after all, precious few people in Charles' life who he could annoy with impunity. At the very least, he didn't feel bad about it.
"I don't know," he said. "I really have to think about this one."
"I don't know," he said. "I really have to think about this one."