Merle couldn't help the exceedingly loud laugh that escaped his lips when she continued to hit him, eventually shooing her hand away with Little Merle, "Sure that ain't the other way around?" Questioning her, he wasn't the one dealing the hits after all, that was on her. Plus, as long as she didn't hit him in a place he valued, she was welcome to continue to hit him until she grew bored.
"Whatever turns you on, baby." Smirking wildly at her, opening his arms up so she could hit him once more, the look upon his face almost urging her to do so. Merle took a step forward, highly provocatively and continued to hold his head high and his arms out, waiting for another hit to come his way.
Although, before Maggie could Merle slugged his arm around her shoulders, then quickly started to make his way down the street once more, pulling her along with him with. It was mostly in hopes to annoy her more, by bringing actual physical contact into this now than just words, plus he hoped a watchful eye would catch sight and somehow word would escape back to her little lovebug.
"Standin' around, trying' to get into my pants ain't gonna get you a job, sweetheart."