There's the clank of metal, the moment her Kevin goes down, a pair of the Rabbit's spear-headed chains materializing behind Lacie like two scorpion tails. When Kevin rolls out of the way, however, she holds back, waiting for some sign of when she's to join in.

Regardless of who often calls the shots in bed, she has no desire to steal his thunder, here. Particularly not when it's clear Kevin's having so much fun. She circles, as they move, intent on keeping herself at the best vantage point to see what's going on.