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*He gets right in your face, his eyes narrowing to slits.* You really want to find out? *He growls, before shoving you back hard.* Get the hell out of my yard. Now.

This. *suddenly flip them over so he's on top, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand* You talk too much. *lean down close* So here's what we're gonna do - *kiss her hard to cut off any response*

*He listens to the front door slam, the sound echoing faintly in his lair. He doesn't even look up, just shakes his head with a pitying smirk.* Another one bites the dust. *He goes back to his notebook, scribbling down notes on today's failed entertainment.*