Stuck together like we were, it was the perfect opportunity for her to ask all the questions she wanted to, but it seemed her chivalrous impulses had kicked in to hamstring her again. She was like a person on a crowded shuttle-car--the closer someone else had to press into you, the harder you worked at pretending that they weren't there, just to give them a little dignity about the situation.

— Lady Eve's Last Con by Rebecca Fraimow (Page 113)