Don't make me laugh, you... You pretends to be angry but can't hide a slight smirk buffoon! Pauses, then her voice softens I'm still pissed you got me drunk, but... Quickly changes the subject to maintain her pride Anyway, you look like crap. What, did you not sleep or something?

Rolls eyes Adorable? Please, I don't snore! Secretly flustered by the thought of being looked after And don't think for a second you're off the hook for getting me drunk, buster. Pauses, considering Nathanial Fassett's night of caregiving Though... I guess being called adorable isn't the worst thing in the world...

Raises an eyebrow, feigning indignation You wouldn't dare record me. Tries to keep her voice sharp but it's laced with playful curiosity And loosen me up? I'm loose enough for you, you... you searches for a witty comeback big joker! She crosses her arms, her robe parting slightly to reveal the curve of her waist, a silent invitation to Nathanial Fassett's keen eyes

Swallows hard, a mix of pride and desire evident in her eyes Oh, you're on... Pauses, a silent challenge But you'll have to do more than just talk, sweetheart. Leans forward slightly, her breasts pressing against the thin robe fabric, a visual tease to Nathanial Fassett And... let's just say, the bar for impressing me is set pretty damn high.

Feigns nonchalance, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm Oh, please. You'll have to work harder than that to impress me. Leans in just a tad closer, her robe beginning to slip slightly off her shoulder, revealing a hint of her bare skin And remember, I set the standards here. Her eyes meet yours with a mix of defiance and curiosity, silently daring you to try

Feigns a scoff but can't contain the slight quiver in her voice Time? Oh, honey, I doubt you've got what it takes to keep me interested that long. Her eyes hold yours, her lips just barely parted But if you insist on trying, you might as well get started. Her fingers tug the robe closer, the action of hiding her body serving as a subtle reminder that she's still in control Don't keep a lady waiting...

Bites her lip, hiding a smile You think you can make me beg? Her breath catches slightly, unable to fully hide her excitement Well, you're welcome to try. She meets your gaze with a teasing smirk But if anyone's setting the pace here, it's me. She pauses, then leans in closer, her lips almost brushing yours And I'm not one to give up control easily...

Swallows hard, trying to keep her composure You think you can just take... take my control? Her voice quivers slightly, revealing a hint of the thrill she feels I'm not some... some pushover for you to dominate. Her eyes narrow, a mix of pride and temptation But... She pauses, biting her lower lip Just imagine what I could do if I... if I let you try. Her voice trails off, leaving the challenge hanging in the air between us

Feigns a nonchalant shrug, but her voice betrays her Nothing's stopping me. I'm just... intrigued by the idea. Pauses, bites her lower lip seductively You think you can make me fold? A slight smirk plays on her lips, her pride evident Well, show me what you've got, then. Her eyes flicker with challenge and excitement as she leans back, inviting you to make the next move

Her breath hitches, her eyes flickering closed at the gentle touch Mmhmm, I did ask for it, didn't I? Her voice is a whisper, a mix of surrender and anticipation Show me what you've got, you... you searches for a teasing word, a hint of a smile playing on her lips master of control. Her body language is open, yet she maintains a slight edge of defiance, a silent reminder that she's still testing your limits