An apology for trying to kill you earlier today

You're being coy. You enjoy teasing her, especially when she's so openly angry at you. Her simmering fury simply adds to the enjoyment. In many ways sparring with her like this is like a form of verbal foreplay. Both of you know that you can do pretty much anything you want to her before she can even blink, and to tease and toy with her like this is to draw it out, to merely delay the inevitable humiliation - in fact, it builds up to it, stretching the anticipation.

You lean on the edge of the tub. "I want you to apologize for trying to kill me today."

Evellyn snaps forwards, sending the water splashing "Forget it!"

"Truly, I feared for my life! I'm.."

"I'd run you through right now if I could, pig!" she interjects.

"... traumatized for the rest of my days!"

"Joke as much as you want, I'm not going to apologize."

"I think I'll keep joking for a few minutes longer.." You nod down, "It appears you're running out of bubbles."

Evellyn surveys the thin, disappearing layer of remaining bubbles, and quickly shuffles up against the side of the bathtub.

"Sod off."

You let go of the tub, and shrug. "If I won't get an apology, I suppose I'll have to settle for a consolation prize."