"Oh right, I am going to free her from the yoke of your tyranny!" Gabriel said as he shifted his foot backwards and rotating his body quickly away from the strike and then thrusting his fist towards the Chef to get his own punch in. "And -me- the jackass? If I [i]was[/i] a jackass, that'd just be calling the kettle black sir pot. EH? Did you enjoy the banter with the kitchen implements? Tell me what you think of my material, and I'll consider doing a bit more of it..."