"Aw!" Val squealed, immediately embarrassed. Skulduggery looked at her; if he had eyebrows one of them would certainly be raised. "What?" Val attempted to defend the last of her dignity.

"It's a giant jaguar with wings that's just killed one-" A blood-curling scream came from the TV just on cue "two people."

"Your point?"

"Monsters aren't cute.

"You're cute." Val smiled.

He sighed. "What do you want?"

"Why do you assume I want something?"

Skulduggery proceeded to give her the look.

"Okay" Val gave in. "Christmas is coming and-"

"I'm-too-poor." Skulduggery blurted out quickly.

"You didn't even let me finish!"

"I didn't have to. It's expensive, isn't it?"

"You own a Bentley!"

"And so, I have no money left."

"I should just kill you and sell the dam car." Val muttered under her breath as they proceeded to watch the crowds of medieval villagers being massacred.