( did... did this chick just accused her of not being fun? her nostrils flare in the most enormous huff she didn't think her little body could do -- eyes narrowing and a snarl. )

I know you have no idea who the hell you're talkin' to, but I'm the definition of fun!!

( fired up (with her azure locks now turning crimson — surprise! she's a coldblood), jinx smacks her pointed finger away and instantly invades catra's personal bubble. )

How about we up the ante, huh? Loser not only gotta buy the winner ice cream but they gotta be their servant for a whole week. How's THAT for prize, huh? — That good enough for ya, Fluffy?