"And the demons won't dare argue with you right?" Gwen laughed playfully before putting on a 'who me?' expression.
"Don't go getting sentimental on me," she blushed slightly, embarrassed, before she quickly found some ground for her to jump on that wasn't soppy in any way.
"Aww, well, I can be a naughty girl for you in the motel if you really ask nicely."
She'd said it just because he'd walked right into it. Nothing more. Honestly, he'd been telling the electric stripper thief to be a good girl, he was almost begging to be teased like that. That was all there was to it.
The lights of the motel were in sight and Gwen actually felt almost awkward for a moment, for a reason she didn't, couldn't even begin to understand.