The man couldn't hide his embarrassment and walked away, clearly disgruntled.
Whispers immediately erupted from some of the surrounding men. "Putting on airs. Does she think she's some pure maiden? I bet she's just a used-up Black Wood Ear Fungus that countless men have had a go at."
"She comes to the bar every night dressed so provocatively. She's the spitting image of someone desperate with pent-up desire."
"If I had money, I'd throw it right in her face. Then I'd take her home and make her crawl on the ground like a dog."