Ariadne's face flushed with embarrassment and anger at Arthur's words. She'd never had sex on a first date before, ever, and the first time she attempted it, the first time she wanted it, it got spit back in her face with derision.

"Then say what you mean, next time, instead of basically saying that you don't date coworkers when we both know that's a lie, and then implying I'm, I'm..." She wasn't even going to say it, because even thinking that Arthur might think that of her made her want to cry.

She wasn't going to cry over a jerk.