She heard him whistling as he came into the house and tensed. She was still mad at him and if she was going to hold her ground she had to make sure his little charms wouldn't work. When he walked into the kitchen, she glowered at him until he noticed she was there, and when he spoke she made a particularely angry face at him. "Oh no. Don't even try it."
She got up off the stool to walk over to the fridge and grab the banana that he had half eaten, which still had the Do Not Eat note on it, then she grabbed the empty bowl that had contained her oatmeal, and the honey off the counter. She cocked her head to the side as she looked at him with anger in her eyes. "There's something wrong with this picture. Isn't there? I certainly can't make a face pack with what's left."