It does rather seem that way, doesn't it! Finally, the culmination of her career -- proof that the older man was simply not worth obsessing over. (Although of course the one who is worth obsessing over, Cyril the kindly gangster, refuses point-blank to sleep with her, so perhaps she thinks they're only worth obsessing over if they remain virtuously unobtainable?)

It's SO funny and he's SO distraught about it. She's so upfront, too! "Let me be clear. I don't enjoy the sex and I also think it's objectively mediocre, because I have been taking care to ensure it's not too good lest you expire. These are the most explicit pity fucks that have ever occurred. Also I'm giving them up for Lent."