"Oh, you can call me idiot and live... it must be love." He snickered, ruffling the top of her head like she was a kitten curled up instead of an Elena. "Ouch, babe, ouch. So sharp... your words! Ah I think I'm dyinnnnggg...!"

And he clutched at his heart dramatically and went limp. Then he peeked at her from his slitted eyelid, giving the play away.