"Careful where you go with that barbed tongue of yours, before someone decides to sever it once and for all from you pretty little mouth" he said, growling back. "Idle flattery and sarcasm will gain you no favors in here, with the scientist, nor the rest of the graduates." He resumed a more relaxed pose as she approached him. She cut an impressive figure against his own, but he was still taller. He wasn't using his full figure to intimidate her, but his body language spoke of bound aggression. "You should know not to fuck with me."<br/><br/>He watched her begin to dance to what he presumed was some sort of bastardization of the Latin culture, watching as she swayed her hips. She was passable at dancing, even good, which was interesting since no one ever used this room.