Gil was almost appalled by the Deputy Mayor's assumption. He was certainly offended -- delicate sensibilities and all.

"I AM NOT!" he shouted again, straining the vocal chords in his throat. He took a moment to allow his shoulders to fall, but he quaked with frustration at the mere thought the Deputy Mayor thought so. "I didn't come here for ... that ... either!" he added, to make it clear he was mostly a victim of anonymous sign-ups.

"A-And I cannot accept the offer, anyway. It's your money... sir. I thank you, but Mr. Nelson is your da -- companion for that lunch."