She frown as he scratch the bar again. "If I were to slice you, I'm sure you would heal too, eventually. Doesn't give me right to though." She says defensively, looking at the marks with annoyance.
"And You are right, you don't know my name." She said with a huff and a teasing smirk as she spun on the spot leaving his hand out hanging as she casually stroll towards a nearby open doorway, presumably the kitchen.
"Alright, one dry old beef coming up." She spoke in fluent sarcasm, her voice echoing from the room behind."