And now you're challenging me? [She turns to look over her shoulder.] You are scheming something. It's written right— on your— face! [As she says it, she reaches around and pokes him in the face in question. She's aiming for the corner of that smirking mouth, specifically, but it goes a little low and pushes into his lower lip instead.]

Let's hear it, then. If nothing else, whatever it may be, I'll give you a chance to convince me.