[Oh, they can take a complaint. They'll take the small complaint and turn it into a pink, sparkly bout of humiliation for her, if she's not careful. But if she hasn't learnt that already, she will soon enough.
Now missile-projectile-free, he puts his handkerchief away and slightly grimaces when he realizes he has a case of the damp pockets now too, ugh this day, honestly.]
Do you make a habit of being kidnapped? [Could it be? A "-napped" buddy?]