Rufus's room was small, which suited him and meant Amy would be very close to him. Suggesting she sat on the single chair in the room, he made a point of deliberately angling it sideways away from where he would be sitting on the bed, so he wouldn't be able to look up her skirt.
"I hope that's OK for you? These rooms aren't exactly designed for ladies in short skirts. Mum brought me up to be a gentleman!" At that point he produced an involuntary sob.
Rufus had just succeeded in getting Amy's guard down.
Now for his story.