Rather than grow annoyed when he managed to get away from her, Rogue only seemed to laugh harder. A laugh that grew even more when he tried to talk some sense into her.
"You're scared of me!" she crowed with delight. "A little girl and you're, haha, scared!" Clapping her hands a bit in glee, her smile suddenly turned downright sinister as she shoved the table between them out of the way and continued to stalk closer.
"Come on now, Petey, don't be shy. I don't bite!" Clacking her teeth together once, she laughed heartily. "Not when kissing is so much fun. Here, let me show you..." And once more she reached for him, ever mindful of the wall that they were quickly approaching and figuring another round of verbal sparring or two, she'd have him cornered and the real fun could begin.