Not at all

You frown at Sam.

“You know that’s not something I’m interested in. I’m going to stay pure for my future husband, and I don’t need you ridiculing me for my celibacy.” You respond to Sam, deeply annoyed.

Sam puts her hands up in the air as a way of saying she’s done and is sorry that she made you upset. You’ve had enough of Sam for now, so you start to wander away from her. You look around the deck for something you can do. They should be serving dinner in the galley in a half hour or so, so if you can last until then, you’ll be fine.