Had he already drained his glass? Evidently. If Buffy's eye caught on to that fact before Norrington did, the glance he gave toward the door would surely broadcast his reluctance to hang around. In fact, the only thing that anchored the admiral's feet in place was the memory of the nasal broadside that he had been subjected to not days earlier - a memory which Miss Summers herself had unwittingly conjured.

"Very well. I suppose I could tolerate one more glass."