"Green's fine." She accepted the towel and blotted her face dry, then flipped her hair (which had taken the brunt) over her head and wrapped it up, securing it on her head with a neat twist. "Thanks. We, ah. Well, we met some time ago, but we don't know--" She crossed her arms defensively, trying for nonchalant. Telling the truth about not sleeping with someone was harder than it sounded; her well-earned reputation for shagging anything on two legs, normally a point of pride, was suddenly a disadvantage. "I mean, in the Biblical sense. We..." She reddened slightly. "Well, drink tea, mostly."