Sal clasped her hands together and made an astonished Brandy expression. She even bounced a little for added effect. Sal couldn't help it - acting like a nitwit was kind of fun when you weren't letting your pride get in the way of self-mockery.
"Oh, I could kiss you again!" She squeeled in her high-pitched flirty voice before laughing and relaxing, smile fixed in place. "I know just who to call for that, too. We go back to my secret hideout" - Sal made air quotes - "record Brandy in, I don't know, a headlock or something, calling for help." Then Sal paused and perked up again, this time not posing as Brandy. "I could call my daughter! And you - you could beat the everloving shit out of me. Fuck, that would be perfect..."
A couple of morons, huh...if they lured in Morana, who else could she beg to be saved by that wouldn't put their loyalty to the team before their desire to save an innocent life? Sal bounced foreward, precariously balancing on Brandy's heels, and grabbed Flauros by the arm. "This way, handsome, we've got some souls to taint."