He knew when a dare could go too far, and, luckily, Tauriel knew that too. That was why she stole from Thorin twice instead of three times. He really had to compliment her on that; she hadn't made the same mistake that he still had.
She held the cup of wine and piece of meat to her lips before taking a long, large bite, and then a long, slow sip. She smirked over at him, and then adjusted her quiver on her back. Her hair was still as neat as ever.
He needed to ask her how she did this so effortlessly. To say he was jealous was an understatement.
Luckily for him, he had a few more ideas of how to dare her.