"That's right I'm wearing Batman underwear! You're just jealous!" He might have said, 'You're just mad that you can't see them!' but luckily he wasn't completely carried away at the moment. ...Not yet anyway.
"No, it wouldn't work because your Jedi mind tricks don't work on m-" Mao's sentence ended in a comical 'Eeee!' as an invisible force pushed him backwards, making him topple off the side of his bed. A second later he was sprawled on his ass, turning red at the know-it-all tone in Luke's voice.
Mao wasn't really mad, au contraire, he was actually having a good time. This wasn't like their other fights. This was just pure silliness. "YOU!" Mao grabbed the nearest thing to use a weapon (it just so happened to be a sock, though wether it was clean or not was a mystery) and sprang up from the floor and launched himself at Luke. "You're gonna get it!" He shoved the wadded up sock in the direction of Luke's face, "I'm gonna make you eat this and you're gonna like it!!"