[He was in the midst of enjoying the sight of Molly laying before him, all bare-chested and sassy, but then the blood spurt takes him by surprise.]

Shit -

[Darkness fills Eskel's vision, if only for a second. He hastily steps backwards. By the time he can see again, Molly's down to just his pants. So close, and yet...]

Good one, that. If a little gruesome. Think I'll count that as a point in your favour. If you weren't stripping, you could've had me.

[Eskel winks this time. He takes off his own boots.] I got two layers left, and you got one. How's about we make this the final score - I'll take both off if you win.

[His eagerness is getting the better of him a little, but can you blame him?]