Don Juan offered his sister-in-law an innocent expression; he even batted his eyelashes. "I haven't the faintest idea," he said, tone sugary. Then, as if this little facade were not likely to be grating enough, he leaned over to snatch a biscuit off of someone's tea plate — he didn't much mind whose. He didn't even really want a biscuit, he just wanted to be obnoxious in a way that they were unlikely to be able to kick him out of the parlor over. "I've been on my best behavior lately," he continued as he nibbled the edge of the biscuit.

It wasn't an entirely untrue statement. Don Juan's 'best behavior' might not meet the bar of good behavior where others were concerned, but no one had challenged him to a duel for sleeping with their wife in nearly five years, which seemed like a very good track record to him.

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