action! djksgfsjkdgf stop it stop it stop it
[ Wow. He's suddenly reminded of all the awful things his father said back in 1864. So officially not amused anymore. He grabs at the extra towel on the bench, wraps it around his waist and vamp speeds in front of her to stop her from going anywhere just yet. ]
Where do you think you're going? [ He tilts his head to the side. Clearly, Barbie here needs a reminder of what an awful person he can be. Maybe he'll break her little fingers, or her dainty little wrist, or her arm. Maybe an elbow. Right? Left? ]