"True. Nothing like killing the favorite minion to say 'screw you'," he agreed, shrugging. Lindsey glanced sideways at her questioningly. There was a smirk involved and the last part just seemed a little too well thought out to just be an example. "No, I'm sure you never do any of that."
The next flick went a little off track and not even quick reflexes could save it as it bounced on the edge and disappeared behind the bar and out of mind just as quickly. He turned just enough on the stool so that he could lean sideways against the edge of the bar, one elbow rest on the countertop.
"Because that would be too easy an explanation for our dispositions and personalities."