Fritzie, in another fit of helpless affection, charmed by his unwittingly defensive stance, slides a forefinger under his chin and kisses him again, her teeth lingering at his lower lip when she pulls away. "You really are unfairly lovely. But I'm afraid we should part ways for a time now. I promised myself a couple of hours of sleep before the show tonight, and I know you must have something important I'm keeping you from, besides your music."