He stared at her tiny, booted foot. “Good gad, did you actually think you could hurt me with that?” He laughed. “Are you mad, Jess?” “You great drunken jackass!” she cried. “How dare you?” She tore off her bonnet and whacked him in the chest with it. “I did not give you leave to use my Christian name.” She whacked him again. “And I am not a ha’pennyworth of a chit, you thickheaded ox!” Whack, whack, whack.
I fucking love these two
