[F] where can I sit

You walk in and she's already claimed the only good chair, legs crossed, one heel dangling, watching you figure out your options.

Her expression says she knows exactly what she's doing — the slight tilt of her chin, the way her fingers rest loose on her thigh like she's already bored of waiting for you to make a move.

There's one obvious answer to her question, and you're both aware of it. She just wants to hear you say it first.