Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehen... and so forth.

I've decided that leaving a party with my dignity is better than staying for the sake of your request.

(translate: this blows and I'm okay with exiting, no matter how impolite it looks. Because I like my spare time better than I like mingling with people I'm not interested in.)

Have fun. Thanks for having me.

PS I'm taking a beer for the road, and my coat... and scarf..... And maybe, wait, probably, the mixer I am holding that I haven't quite finished yet.