She laughs, triumphant, and tries to nab Clarisse's ankle under her arm but she moves it too fast, jabbing like a snake. Also, Abby's timing is a little impaired.

"I am not, I was messing with you." She's frowning in concentration, but breaks it to look up at Clarisse suddenly, knowing, "And that's some shit to accuse me of when your girlfriend is literally temperature play."