He turned back to Guouli with a skeptical expression at odds with the tension and relief he'd been secretly experiencing. One hurdle cleared with his image intact. He almost had the gall to look pleased before Guouli made his comment. Sascha's face soured immediately.
"Tell her all you want; it won't make any sense if you don't got any teeth, you a**." Sascha socked Guouli in the shoulder.
Gl!tch~
don't test him; he's got poor impulse control :B