"Bruise him?" That.. was it? She was stunned. Appalled. She wanted rage against Victor and just beat the tar out of him until he understood how much that it had hurt. The last time any of her friends had disappeared it had been Egon and she'd almost lost him to the new to her then world of ghosts and supernatural. Now this whole bullshit situation with Victor was just more added drama. "I don't even.."
Miki pushed herself away from Vic and his chair. She took a deep breath and spun on her heel so that she was no longer facing him. She picked up a throw pillow from the couch nearby and if it were a doll or a person she'd be strangling it with her current grip. "You know what? I don't care. I don't think he gets where I'm coming from." And maybe she didn't either. Or maybe she just didn't get him at all. That'd figure, right?
Still, she spun back around and threw the pillow as hard as she could right Victor's head. "You are such an asshole!"