She probobly shouldn't get such a kick out of it when he got mad like this. Got angry. But he should. He'd need all that anger, every bit of it, he'd need it. As he slammed her against the wall she smirked back at him, and could only continue as he regained his ability to speak and proceeded to rant, very very loudly at the city streets.
And then at her, shoving her back again. She always had to be careful. He could send her back to hell if nothing else.
"Songs say what they say Sam. I'm sure you spilled out a lot of things you didn't intend. Blame Freddie for the Sammy line not me. Though the rest of it wasn't wrong now was it"
She sighed. "Now are you gonna do something about all that anger, take a real shot, or are you going to let me go?. We dance this dance every once in a while and it always ends the same"