"Let's watch a movie," Valkyrie said suddenly. Skulduggery turned to her. "Pardon?"
"I said, let's watch a movie!" Valkyrie repeated emphatically. "We're here at Gordon's house with nothing to do, and I'm bored."
Skulduggery sighed. "Fine," he said. "What do you want to watch?" Valkyrie picked up the TV remote and scrolled up to the movie channels. "How about Transformers?" she suggested. "What on earth is that?" Skulduggery replied. "Ooh, High Society. Let's watch that!"
"No way I'm feeding your sick Grace Kelly obsession," retorted Valkyrie. "I am not obsessed!" Skulduggery said. Valkyrie snorted, in a very unladylike manner. "Whatever you say..."
"Valkyrie..."
"Yes?"
"It wasn't a question! I was saying your name in a threatening manner!"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm-"
Skulduggery was cut off by a ka-ching! sound coming from the TV. "Did you buy something?" he asked.
"Yes," replied Valkyrie. Skulduggery stared at her with his eye sockets. "Without asking me?"
"Yes."
"What did you get?"
"... The new X-Men movie."
"You're a brat sometimes."
"I know," Valkyrie said, leaning up against him. "But you love me anyway."
And as the movie started to playSkulduggery leaned back, enjoying the feeling of Valkyrie's head against his shoulder. Yes, he thought. Yes, I do.