[ oh, that gloating just riles her right up, and she prods him roughly in the chest with her finger, leaning closer as she glares at him. ]

Seems you just don't want to admit I could've gotten them outta your hands. Maybe I was lettin' you just keep them because I could.

[ ...well, not really, because he's got that height and those long arms and he's quick, but still.

competitive as always. ]