She swiped her thumb affectionately over the beer's label, feeling a painful tug of nostalgia in her heart before she lifted it to her lips to take a drink.

"Ouch, harsh. And hurtful, I'm not sure I'll ever recover."

As if it hadn't always been more or less her goal to be the opposite of whatever a proper lady was supposed to be.

She reclaimed the glass, offering him the beer back with a questioning look.

"I might even have to go so far as to say that you are not really a gentleman."