I don't understand why you think that I can't spend time in Miss Altava's company without being interested in her. Perhaps this is simply a case of not understanding how homosexuals work, but I believe you can be around men without having any sort of interest in them - how is this any different?

[Kimblee's voice isn't rising along with Archer's; if anything, it's going in the opposite direction entirely - he's becoming cold and quiet, the ice beneath his words is only rivaled by that in his gaze.]

As it stands, I've hardly "run off" with her - I'm exactly where I said I was going to be when I left earlier this evening. You have no right to claim that I'm stabbing you in the back, nor do you have any reason to believe I will; I would suggest that you retract that statement if you know what's good for you.