"Listen, McDonald." Her tone was dangerous, even slightly quieter than usual. "I don't know what you're playing at, but I don't like it, okay? And furthermore, I don't even know what you want, but I can make you one promise? It's not gonna work. So why don't you go slink back off into whichever sewer you came from today, and we'll pretend like this little soiree never happened. Sound good?"
Arms folding over her chest, she stepped back to give him the once-over, a self-satisfied smirk coming to her face.