Ricelle stood up with a concerned look on his face that was quickly replaced with his usual smugness. "Jy fokker gaan suig 'n dick en verstik op dit! Ek sweer as jy of enige van jou fokken troeteldiere haar raak , sal ek kyk hoe jy brand! Moenie dink ek is bang jy my seer , sy is my suster jou bliksem! " He started to breathe heavily but quickly sat back down and smiled up at Vlad. "Fine, I'll do what you say."