“No.”
“How soon will you be?”
“I don't know.”
“Five minutes?”
“No, I guess not. I guess not at all.”
“Why not?”
“Because, frankly, your presence is irksome to me.”
“How so?”
“Oh, I can't analyze it. You make me feel uncomfortable. Put yourself in my place, and you'll understand.”
“You're mistaken, Elias. It isn't I that makes you feel uncomfortable.”