Bad to the Bone

Charlie, currently magically polymorphed into a burly and wild-looking man but normally an owlbear, stands in a dark room about to eat an enormous roasted leg of fowl. Sassy, a muscle-bound half-orc woman, stands silhouetted in the doorway, taking a seductive pose.

Sassy: "I found you, mister Charlie - Hey! The food's for AFTER the ceremony!"

Charlie: "I'm hungry NOW."

Sassy presses him to the wall and gets in close. Charlie is confused, still holding the roasted leg.

Sassy: "A rebel, are ya? Good thing I like bad boys."

Charlie: "Huh?"

Charlie thinks back to his experience being called a "bad boy": him as a huge owlbear with the dwarf's legs dangling from his mouth, Singing Cricket scolding him: "Charlie! Put down the dwarf! BAD BOY!"

Charlie: "You like... Bad boys?"

Sassy gets in even closer.

Sassy: "Mm-hmm... How about you put down that axebeak leg and show me how bad you are?"

Charlie: "But... It's mine."

Sassy: "I'll rassle you for it."

Charlie tears open his shirt dramatically. Sassy gasps.

Charlie: "All right."

Singing Cricket appears in silhouette in the doorway. "Charlie? Where did you -- CHARLIE!"

Singing Cricket escorts Charlie out the door.
"That is not how civilized people behave in public!"

Sassy, one shoe off and in the midst of taking off the other, blushes with embarrassment. She wanted to rassle.
"Right. Of course it isn't."