Get out seemed a perfectly reasonable response... until she reached the second sentence and Don Juan realized she was talking to him. This was obviously an overreaction — they needed to talk. She might still end up wanting to kick him out, but they'd been living together for months — didn't he at least get a chance to explain himself first? (Or a chance to dress? When Adriana had kicked him out, at least he'd been wearing pants).

"Valencia, angel," he said imploringly. He wanted to cross to her and take her hands, but didn't feel he could move — his present angle was pretty precisely calculated to avoid putting any of his indecent bits on display to the still-open front door. "My heart, my love. So what do you want, anyway?" he continued, abruptly shifting tone and language to address Ana again. "A divorce?" She certainly didn't look as if she wanted to make amends.

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