Through a few, hearty laughs, Eric shot right back, “Get it up ye, ye pure bawheid. Takes one tae know one.”
“You better not be insinuat–” she growled, feeling extremely ridiculous with her 5′6′’ self having to look up to bitch at him. So she dragged over a chair, climbed on top to be eye level and continued with her grumping as if she hadn’t even paused. “–insinuating that I’m stupid or I’ll knock you into the middle of next week, you big lummox.”
Eric could scarcely silence his snickering – not that he tried all that hard to contain it. “Aw, c’mon now, Blondie. I was jus’ havin’ a wee bit o’ fun wi’ ye.”
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