"Hey, I might be an asshole, but I don't beat women," Chris shrugged a shoulder, grinning now, even though his eyes were still dark with a threat of violence, "Told you, I like to have a bit of a challenge," He looked Toby over before something seemed to relax in his posture, "Now I need a fucking drink and a smoke," He said, and turned to leave the room. He didn't need to duke it out with Toby anymore. He knew he had gotten to her and that's what mattered at that moment.