Needy tart! [snaps Javert. Naomi may be able to hear the roll of his eyes.] You know you will have me to yourself by nightfall, yet you are still unhappy to let me go!

[The chain from the handcuff rattles. Javert bends down, attempting to peer into the video screen grimly.]

You slept beside me all week. I have been absent from duty for the same amount of time. I will not keep it waiting longer than necessary.

[Sorry, Naomi: the Law will always be Javert's first mistress. He adds as an afterthought,]

--Nor will I give the von Karma woman the satisfaction of a good reason to dismiss me. That irritates me.