I invited you here under the assumption that I would be sexually frustrating you, not that we would actually be doing anything. As loathe as I am to pass up a good oppurtunity, I need to finish my tea first. I am, after all, not a barbarian.

... Also she's the exhibitionist in this relationship. [She reaches out and idly flips Noel's skirt, revealing a flash of... nothing. Nothing under the skirt. Rachel blinks for a second, then looks up at Noel.]