Her response to that is to roll her eyes and take a drink. That drink barely stays in her mouth, however, when he puts on that accent. Her eyes widen and she snorts once she's safely swallowed. Asher has always been good at getting a laugh out of her, the little shit.

"Oo la la!" she returns, pitching her voice higher and also going for the terrible accent. "I will take seven pair! One for every day of the week!" Yeah, she kind of wants to vomit just from pretending to be Orlesian.

"I need to spy that encounter," she says, because she has no shame and Mal getting huffy is funny as fuck. "If anyone could get him to do it, it's you." But then she's leaning in too in order to hear this amazing idea of his and it leaves her leaning back and giving him a playful shove.

"Come off it! You want a green, glowy piece of the Fade embedded in your dick? You're crazy!"