If you are going to decide that I am your main evening meal, I'd be very grateful if you would decide on somewhere a little more sensible.

After all, it's been a nice sunny day today, and I've had bits of my arms showing all day. Why did you think going for a long walk under my clothes, and then biting me about twenty times in a somewhat indiscreet place was a good idea!

If you'd gone for my arms, you wouldn't have had such a long walk, or been so hungry when you got there, and you'd've eaten less of me. And I could've got some sympathy for such humungous bites.

But, no, you were foolish and decided on the most awkward course of action for yourself, and the place I'm not going to frighten anyone by showing them.

Ah well, at least I've still got some anti-bite cream around, and it's helped for now!