Well, if Annie could get over the whole thing where he'd thrown her through a concrete wall, maybe Black Noir could get over a little anaphylactic shock.

"We'll call it a team-building exercise," Annie decided, shooting Diego a playful look over her shoulder before stripping off her bra in favor of the comfy shirt she was pulling out.

You might think that living together for six months would sort of remove the inherent flirtation in getting undressed in front of Diego, for Annie. But you'd be wrong.