"I'm not a k-" she began, but was interrupted with bad quality beer being poured down her throat. She instantly started coughing, splattering the beverage on her tee shirt and on the couch. She shook her head from side to side, making the can fall onto the floor and leaked the vile tasting liquid onto the carpet.<br/><br/>"I don't know how funny you think you're being right not, but let's face it, it's NOT. People are going to notice that I'm gone. Someone will find out I've been kidnapped, and they're going to follow the trail right to you, so let me loose and you won't have to worry about it!" She snapped, still coughing. Hearing him ask for her name, she growled, "As long as you stop calling me Kitten... Penny."<br/><br/>She turned her head towards the sound of someone speaking, and looked surprised. "I take it I'm not your first?" she asked tauntingly.