As Chris walked away yet from another scolding held by Artemis, he muttered under his breath, "Christ, Ma'am Hansley is being a dick again."
That was when he realized it was a mistake for saying that too early. He felt a hand grab his shoulder then another pushing him 'till he was pinned to the wall.
"Pardon, mate?" She spoke in a British accent, trying to keep calm.
Chris, without anything else to think of, due to terror, spoke without thinking.
"I said I wanted something that was twelve inches inside me."
Artemis, slightly baffled, scoffed with a sarcastic smile and pulled out a twelve-inch dagger.
"Sure."