[oh. My. God. That's kind of a big secret. She was expecting something more along the lines of 'oh, by the way, I can turn cat vomit into gold.' Because that kind of shit she can handle more than-- holy crap. Drunkbrain can't process this. Yeah, okay, they've all said 'i love you' a bunch of times by now and meant it but--

First she just stares at him. Then she leans in like she's going to kiss him. And then she swiftly delivers a punch to his kidney!]

DUDE! You can't just... no. Don't. Do not mess up the best thing in this place because of me. Are you insane? Stop... I'd never take him away from you. Never do that. How could you even-- [another punch! This time to the shoulder, but there's no heat behind it. Barely a tap.] Asshole.