Sorry, Dave, she's an equal opportunity bitch. No one is safe from her sass.

Her grin widened a notch. That was easier than she expected, but she was fine with that. As long as she got what she wanted, she didn't matter how she had to go about it.

"Great! So let's quit standing around wasting time."

Hypothetically speaking, if her swordform ended up in a fridge, Dave would most likely end up 'accidentally' shoved out a second story window.