Daniel just grins cheekily at him. "You know I've never been one for manners, old sport, and I barely felt it anyway." Thaaaat's about a second before there's a stick practically shoved into his mouth. He's about to make a joke about how that's pretty kinky (around the stick), before--

"Aaaakgh!"

He fixes his partner with a wounded look of deep and utter betrayal, sweating bullets.