Him: Would you like to try our Pol Roger Brut?
Me: I do like some things rough but champagne isn't one of them, thanks.
"Rover, wanderer, nomad, vagabond, call me what you will. But I'll take my time anywhere, I'm free to speak my mind anywhere and I'll redefine anywhere. Anywhere I roam, where I lay my head is home... And the Earth becomes my throne, I adapt to the unknown, by myself but not alone"