skull ; scales

         she makes a dive for the remote almost instantly, ill-will forgotten as quick as it’d come. the other’s shift in opinion is unexpected—but she would not question it too deeply so long as her request was granted even; hide away the afterthought regarding this oddity. “hehehe. you’re being so generous.” ( and with a flick of her wrist and a button hit, ‘CATWALK TO HELL - #1 DEVIL DIVA’ ( season 26 ) jumps to life on the big, luxurious screen. just in time for the flashy intro ). “as a thanks, ... i’ll introduce the BIG NAMES to you.”

             she’d noticed his presence a little earlier than this—had decided, however, that her battle against the silly rodent-like creature took priority over acknowledging this odd acquaintance of hers. this changes now. his critique is unwanted, and, above all, RUBBISH. her brief whac-a-mole adventure comes to a halt when she turns on the spot, rubber mallets beginning to rain down on the lizardman instead.

    ( scrunches up nose underneath her mask ). “stinky lizard.” ( @lizardbite​ )

        needless to say, the ( albeit expected ) disappointment fills her with nothing but childish resentment. “... don’t be so stingy. fujita’s tv is too shitty. i want to watch it in hd. i’ll even bathe kikurage for you.”

           2x    pocket    money     . . . . . 

      “boss lemme watch ‘catwalk to hell - #1 devil diva’ on your tv.” / @mushroomize​

        and here she’d done her best to t.i.p.t.o.e. past his room; he must have a sixth sense for fiascos ( or be plain bored out of his mind to the point where watching for tiny guilty mice scurrying down his mansion’s hallways served as a form of makeshift entertainment ). “gh ...” she turns; slowwwwwwwly, arms waving placatory by way of precaution. “had to be buried.”

           grabs it; utterly ( & unwisely ) unperturbed. “GIMME.”

         eyes on the prize ( his scarf ). “gimme.” / @felixdolor​

           “...” with her jaw jammed, there is no way around the man’s sudden motion claiming a sacrifice. namely, a piece of his fancy-looking garment. “... ...” perhaps she’s aware of the damage she’s done; she has the decency to slug the bit of cloth that’d gotten stuck in between her teeth down with the slightest bit of hesitation ... before coughing half of it back up. “... ... ew. disappointing.”