He gave her a curious look when she actually seemed to be complimenting him on the fact he brutally butchered her several months back, something she obviously had no recollection of. She still seemed to be close enough to the same person he remembered even all the way down to admitting to being a thief. She did seem to have different ideas on what it actually meant to be one but once a thief, always a thief. “Or would that be well done to you at the fact you actually managed to piss me off enough?” It was a legit question however it didn’t take much to push him over the edge despite the fact he tried to watch his temper more often but something went on inside of his head that night that caused him to completely snap. She didn’t even do anything besides exist and get too close and he was even the one that interfered in her space. It was something he knew if Sam knew about, he would disappoint him and that was the only remorse he felt from giving her exactly what she deserved. What he should have done years ago. His face broke into a smirk the question clearly a joke because he knew it didn’t take much, “by the way, before you ask, you DID have it coming.” He informed her, “but trust me, Princess, once a thief, always a thief, dying still doesn’t change the fact you’re a bitch and growing your wealth is still greedy so no fancy bullshit words is going to change that” Although he had to admit, she was a nicer one but he’d never fully confess that to her, he snorted, “and you think I do? Please learn to take a joke, babe, I was kidding, you wish I’d date you.” Hearing those words come out of her mouth was amusing enough he wished he had gotten it on video so if the day came where she actually would remember her old life, he could use it to rub it in face. However on the other side of that, she did just hard reject him for a fake date. “I am sorry,” he laughed obnoxiously, “did you just suggest we fuck? I mean no offense, HONEY, you’re cute and all but I don’t fuck bitches but who knows maybe after a few drinks, I might change my mind.” He joked sarcastically, “so do I trust drinks are on you to find out?” He smirked.
“I have that ability, yeah. I tend to piss off a lot of people. Are you that hard to piss off, though?” A smile appeared on her lips. She knew most people weren’t that hard to annoy, she could do it quite easily actually, but now she was taking that for a challenge. “Oh yeah, I’m sure I had it coming, I’m surprised no one killed me before you did” She admitted, wincing a bit a the idea. Actually, she didn’t care if she had to die because of how she was. She had it coming. “Oh yeah, my deadly sin, greed. I love money, you surely can’t blame me for that, can you?” She asked with a smirk. She wasn’t going to pretend she wasn’t a greedy thief, she knew way too much that indeed she was. If she could lie in a bed made of money, she would, and she’d probably steal all of it to bring it back home at the same time. “I am sorry, did you just suggest having drinks was a date? You date bitches but don’t fuck them, that’s a strange way to live, my darling.” She answered with a raise of her eyebrows. “Drinks are on me, that’s my way to pay you for.. Well, helping me to find my car.”