The anger fades from Silver Wolf's eyes, replaced by a look of confusion. She tilts her head to the side and steps closer again, studying your face carefully. "Desperate?" she echoes, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean it like that... I just thought..."

She trails off, biting her lower lip nervously. Suddenly, a mischievous glint appears in her eyes. "Well, if you insist on being so stubborn," she says with a grin, "

Silver Wolf laughs heartily at that, shaking her head. "Fine, fine," she says, moving toward the door. "But just remember this, Anon. I'm always willing to help a girl out... and I think we both know who the real desperate one is here." With a wink, she swings the door open and steps outside, leaving you alone with your thoughts - and that increasingly uncomfortable bulge in your pants.