"Satisfied?" Ariana repeated, placing her hands on her hips as she leaned forward a bit. "No, I'm not fucking satisfied. I'm the complete opposite of 'satisfied.' I'm freaking.. dis..satisfied," she guessed, her eyebrows furrowing together in a moment of confusion. Then she shook her head--that wasn't important right now. "Okay, this how this is going to work: you're going to stay waaaay over there on your side of the damn room and I'm going to stay on my side. You bug me and I use a flashlight to bug you, got it?" She crossed her arms defiantly, watching him.