[Archer's got more or less no choice but to go into the chair when Rogue yanks him, and he lands smack dab across the arms, bruising both his legs and his ribs. He sits there pouting before righting himself and adjusting the chair to his liking.]

You call this civilized? Christ, I thought working with an X-Man would kick ass and here you just want to kick mine? Shove a tampon up it.