[Puffing out his chest in a comical manner he then takes mock offence, mostly to distract her from the egg he was reaching for. Spatula or not, he was going to make it count. She must have played Badminton a lot, or whatever posh people played involving racquets.]
Hah. I'll have you know I have the most notably bad over-arm. I was merely testing you.
[With that he hurtles the egg towards her, aiming not for her face but her general torso area, hoping it was quick enough to do something.]
[In Person]
Hah. I'll have you know I have the most notably bad over-arm. I was merely testing you.
[With that he hurtles the egg towards her, aiming not for her face but her general torso area, hoping it was quick enough to do something.]