He's gonna flick.

Easy on the creativeness.

He stroked the back of his hand while he was giving her a murderous look. "Shut it. Or next one is going to land on your arse."

"You little--" He avoided his left cheekbone from her small-but-dangerous-as-fuck punch with a last second back step. "Get the hell out of here with your retarted puns!"

"Have you ever pick your tooth with broken fingers?" He was surely not a type to messing around with.

"I have had enough of that fucking so-called "limerick".

Old man finally came to understand that bonnet is his all charisma.

Heheh... Cats really love me.

That's good. I despise hardliners.

Or I just can't get along with oldies.

That can be debated too.

Leave it woman.

Yine mi...

Gözüme görünme Merigold. Böylece ikimiz de zarar görmeyiz.

You look like a Succubus who just reached her puberty and has too much cosmetical shit on her face.

I've heard you have a good taste in liquor... And Gwent.