"And furthermore," continued Lord Littlebrook, "I'll thank you to keep your repulsive advances to yourself!"
Cowboy Lang leaned against a locker and grinned insouciantly. "My advances?" he drawled.
Infuriating man. "Don't try to deny it. Every man, woman, and child in attendance will refute you! Shall we consult the video record, and see the evidence inscribed in film? I am referring, Lang, to your fascination - nay, obsession! - with my bottom."
Lang shrugged. "Lot to be fascinated with."
"The least you could do," seethed Littlebrook, shrugging off the straps of his singlet, "is make good on your lewd suggestions, you beast."