Every woman carries a grenade inside her and just needs the right man to pull the pin!
How easy is it to put a leash on a wolf? That depends on who's holding the leash!
Natural law says the wolf eats the sheep, but what happens when the wolf falls...
Sebastian: I can't believe the balls on that little shit.
Lois: Whose?
Lois turns and, following Sebastian's gaze, sees the source of his anger, none other than Oliver, who, while talking to someone else, has his eyes locked on her.
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Lois: Oh!
Sebastian: Give me a minute, Kitten. I'm gonna go make a murder, and I'll be right back.
Sebastian heads in Oliver's direction, but Lois gets in between them and puts her hands on his stomach.
Lois: Yeah, right. Hahaha. That's hilarious, but it's not going to happen.
Sebastian: You wanna bet?
Lois: Easy, Wolf! Let me handle this. Please. I'll talk to him and he'll understand. You don't have to kill him. But on second thought, it'd be pretty hot to commit murder for my sake.
Sebastian looks at her with narrowed eyes and she smiles.
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Lois: I just kidding, Wolf.
Sebastian: Very funny, Kitten.
Lois: Whatever! Since Oliver won't be coming near me while you are around, do me a favor and go to the bar for a drink. I'll talk to him and we'll get this over with.
Sebastian: All right, but if he dares touch you, I'll rip his arms off his shoulders.
Lois: I'll keep that in mind. Now, shoo!
Sebastian: I'm going, but I'll be watching you!
Lois: I'm counting on it.
Sebastian walks over to the bar across the hall and sits down on a stool. The bartender walks right up to him.
