“Woman,” his tones were dead-calm. "I know you want a piece of me, but this really isn't the place."

"Did I mention -- it would be much more helpful, to your cause, if you let me go? I mean, it might ruin your chances with me, if you try to mishandle me. Just a... thought."

She slapped him across the face.

The ground beneath his feet split open, like a plate of metal twisted into deformation by a powerful hammer, and a blue light burst forth, so bright that he had to raise a hand to shield his eyes against it. She pulled him towards herself, and he crashed into her like a toy a child has thrown mercilessly across the floor, and then the world had twisted into nothingness, and his surroundings were no more.