She snorts, which is the other thing Stella would do, and her snort expresses volumes of exasperation. I am a dullard: a lumpen, obstinate male, and as always I will come around in time, but I will have to be coaxed and massaged to believe it was all my own idea. If it were not for the fact that the coaxing pleases her, the game and the chase, it would be utterly unacceptable.