[ Andy gives him a flat little look. Not because she wouldn’t be into that exactly - funny how being in love with a person for half your life will make you amenable to most anything that involves their hands on you - but he is being prickly. Which is, in turn, making her prickly. ]

Yeah, that’s real sexy, Dameron. [ Dryly: ] Almost makes me want to tear that ugly sweater off you.

[ Instead, she brushes by him on her way to the kitchen to look for something alcoholic. Over her shoulder: ]

Maybe after you tell me what the hell crawled up your ass and died just now.