Spencer was seeing black. In business he held his own quite well in heated discussions, mature and fiery were his characteristics, but with Dina, since they had known eachother since age 11, he reverted back to an immature teenager, unable to stop the words pouring from his mouth.
Folding his arms about his chest, he raised an eyebrow, "I'd like to see you try to lay a finger on me, Bread. Merlin, it's just like you: Shriek and shriek and bite and bite, seriously what sane man would have you?"
"It's just like you to be a huge cow, I can never get any peace when you're around. Why do you hang around Roger and I so much, eh? Don't you think it's time you stop trying to act like one of the boys, and go and get a man before you lose what semblence of looks that may hide your personality?"