“Oh boy, Skye, you’re playing right into my erotic humiliation fantasy. Who knew that a little bit of death would make you like this? I’m almost grateful there was a death but we both know I have eyes for someone else, so as much as I would love the hate sex we could have, I’m going to have to turn you down. Maybe you could find a substitute though, like a vibrator.”
“It’s really cute how I literally just talked about shooting you and you still think my blatant dislike towards you is foreplay. Write a self-help book, I’d love to read it. Oh, and while we’re on the topic, if Fitz as much as frowns because of you, I’m gonna teach him how to hide a dead body.”