An incredulous glance to Bastien is followed by something of a double-take with the one-two punch, and Benedict wrinkles his nose in instinctive annoyance.

"Why would I need to tell you something so inconsequential?" he asks, fully and immediately knowing that this is the wrong thing to say, only trying to salvage it by adding: "we didn't get married, we barely had a relationship. We met what, twice?"

And he was definitely rude both times, as well as almost certainly intoxicated. He has the vague memory of making snide comments about a young wealthy girl's hair or clothes or what have you, but the real problem is it happened so many times that it could have been anyone.

Maybe she avoided it, somehow.