If I tell you, you can't tell anyone else. I have an image to keep up.

[He's joking, mostly. But without waiting for her to continue;]

I needed to see a 'friend' about something important. [By the tone, no, not that kind of friend - the kind you only loosely consider one.] Asshole thought it was funny to have his bar-robot spray champagne over me, then told me to that I needed to 'loosen up' and to just enjoy his party.

So I borrowed someone's lighter and held it up to the fire sprinklers. You can guess what happened next.