"Damn?" Debi's eyes widened, and she had to blink against the sudden impulse to dump the drink down his pants and lock herself in the bedroom so she could play Planet of Peril and massacre everything male. "Zacharias Smith, you pompous - "
It was only then that she realized he was, as usual, making a joke. She summoned a pillow and thwapped him over the head with it. "Just for that, I will make you go out for pickles and ice cream one of these days!
"But not tonight." Her voice shifted to a sultry purr, and she gave him what she hoped was a seductive smile. "Tonight I have...other plans."