Talk:Hellhound/@comment-92.32.101.142-20150506203134/@comment-26219553-20150516132918

I calmly make my bed, stroll downstairs, unlock and prop open the front door just enough to make it obvious that she doesn't have to bust it down, walk back to my room, undress and sit on the bed with a good book until she inevitably reaches me.

I know when to fold 'em, and I may as well minimise collateral damage to my front door and be ready for snu-snu when she arrives.