For all her annoyance, he only becomes amused, his smile creeping higher. He came for entertainment and he has not been dissapointed.

"AS SAID, SHE NEED ONLY TO ASK," He says, feigning the smallest of bows with a wave of his hand. "Cause for yelling is that it is way of motherfucking SPEACH, little sister. PUNCTURED BY VOODOO. The sweet motherfucking eb of the fear's tide, carving even from toughest stone. HIGHLY MOTHERFUCKING DOUBT THE SAME OF SHE. As for the door, IT WAS KICKED ONCE, and it has not been kicked again. AND STILL, does she take offence?"