Squeezing in forty five minutes of free time for coffee; smoke five cigarettes in spite of all the inner-protests while daintily sipping your latte(s). Process your best(est) friend's query, ponder over it and answer it in all seriousness.

Semi-stranger male guests come and join in. Go to the wash room, brush your hair vigorously in an attempt to make it look human and not formerly the possession of a Cocker Spaniel. Give your best(est) friend a crooked half smile the kind you give someone when you're in on something together, like acknowledging a secret alliance.