She flashed him two fingers cheerfully, refusing to let her scowl show.
Next time, she would keep her pants firmly on, Molly swore to herself when he was gone, hoisting her trunk and looking for a more friendly face. "At least," she muttered under her breath, "I can live with the knowledge that his dick will snap off the moment he sticks it in her frozen twat."
And that did make the day suddenly feel a whole lot sunnier.