"Silently I lifted my doggy bowl off the floor. Then, with a quick, powerful flip to my wrist, I threw it into the back of Blondie's head so hard that - with an earsplitting bang - it smashed flat before it ricocheted across the room and snapped the round piece off the thick newel post at the foot of the stairs...
"Dumb blonde." I muttered.
"You. Got. Food. In. My. Hair."
Jacob and Rosalie - chpt 15