She backhands him, hard enough to break bones if he'd been mortal. Possibly even kill, although she held back a little. "You need to learn some new lines, darling. Assuming my master leaves you with that ability."

A simple call was even easier her within the confines of Hell, and she smiled wickedly at him. It would be interesting to make him squirm, assuming she was permitted. He seemed so disgusted by her new lease on life, so shortsighted and arrogant in his belief he knew her better than she knew herself.