Sylar had come here with one goal in mind, and he had no time to goof around or deal with any distractions. As such, even though a part of him understood that Narcissa was simply playing with him - as he should have expected from her - he still found himself annoyed. He roughly grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her hand away from his shoulder.
"Don't play games with me! You know why I want this girl. And believe me, given what I have in mind for her, I doubt you want me to turn that attention in your direction, instead.
Having said his piece, Sylar let go of Narcissa and picked the drawing up off the coffee table. He held the picture up to Narcissa, mere inches from her face.
"Now, are you gonna help me with this, or should I wait for Edric to return and see if maybe he's a little more willing to honor our original agreement?"