Marek did not consider his mouth whorey, and did not realize that she thought that insult justified, so he saw nothing wrong with his retort. He shrugged, and took a bite of his toast before answering. Really, he hadn't thought it through very far, considering he hadn't expected her to concede to his demands. "That you obey my every order for a day," he said, making it up on the spot (which was what he'd planned to do on the off chance that she'd actually agreed). In truth, he'd been hoping that she'd just decide she didn't need scarves anymore at all. "Or admit publicly that I am the older and superior twin in every possible way."