Now there is the first sensible thing he's said in the last ten minutes. [To the room generally, most at large and steadfastly ignoring any looks whatsoever:] There is excellent coffee house a short walk from here - mind, they are not serving coffee presently, but they have a fair selection of import wines and brandies to substitute for the rest. If we are to be celebrating, I humbly propose that we retire there for the afternoon and get ourselves something better than this sorry stuff.

[The chicory is really a product of desperation; even her pride can be honest about that much.]