I keep finding conversations that make me grin. Here's one.
“I’ll take that under advisement, Mélisande.”
Mercy barely stopped herself from slamming on the brakes. “Who told you that?” She needed to know who to dismember.
He snorted. “I ran the background check on you.”
“Did you think SnowDancer was sitting on its ass while you cats set up your territory here?”
Given that she’d done some spying of her own, she couldn’t exactly argue with that. But—“That name is off-limits. On pain of death.”
“I’m quaking in my boots, pussycat.”
She screamed. “Why do you live to aggravate me? Why?”
Point to Riley methinks *grin*