Thinking, perhaps, that I was extending him an invitation, he naturally replied, "Thanks, two sugars and if you have a Petit Beurre biscuit that would be lovely!" *
I was put mind of that occasion when reading Evelyn Waugh's Vile Bodies (sorry to be quoting it again) in which the heroine Nina Blount comments à propos of her recent deflowering:
"All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day."
* Actually I made up that bit about Boy George asking for the Petit Beurre! Must be the influence of holidaying in the land of myths!