"Oh, really? I am so, so honored that you went through all of this just for me!" she exclaimed, clutching her hands right over the heart. Or the spot where the heart usually was. Cobra was fairly certain that she didn't have one, and didn't need one. He invaded her space even more and she found it hard to tolerate, but would rather die than showing him that by taking a step back like she wanted to. That would mean he had won and she couldn't have that. So she glared at him once more before tilting up her chin. "Since I don't get to watch stupid reality TV shows anymore I guess that's the next best thing."
Strolling into his room like she owned the place she headed straight to the chair he had been torturing, there was no way that she would sit down on his bed, that was an invitation for him to try and do something funny. "You, a gentleman? I might even be tempted to waste some booze just to see you fail."