Sparkle just stood there for a moment, glowering at her with the sort of look that suggested that he was picturing himself kicking her in the shins and taking off running. Could he get away with that? Probably not. But it was still a tempting proposition.

And he tried to hold that glower for a while before coming to the grudging realization that the sooner he just went with it, the sooner she'd leave him alone and he could call Melanie up again.

"Whatever. Fuck. Fine. I'll have a shower, okay? Like, God fucking forbid I have more important things to worry about right now."

Like 'staying alive,' Sparkle?