You are tired, send Dawkins away and do some reading instead.
From Create Your Own Story
"Not now Dawkins," you say with an exaggerated yawn. "I am far too tired to think of business at this hour. I'll read it in the morning."
With his usually British restraint he mearly raises an eyebrow and gives a curt bow. You don't mind him silently judging you; the bow serves a double purpose of lending the stubborn pervert a better perspective on your beautiful robe shrouded bosom. He turns and leaves you alone with the fire and the shelves full of books. Standing from your chair you run your fingers softly over their spines, trying to find something worth reading...
