Ygritte: Or do you like girls who swoon, Jon Snow? Oh, a spider! Save me, Jon Snow. My dress is made of the purest silk from Tralalalaleeday.

Jon Snow: I'd like to see you in a silk dress.

Ygritte: Would you?

Jon Snow: So I could tear it off you.

Ygritte: Well, you rip my pretty silk dress, I'll blacken your eye.