"Alex!" she squealed in mock fear.
"Don't mock me," she said, thinking about how Fate did the same.
The mock bones had been in storage for a couple of years—since the theater group went bust—in an unmarked trunk.
The goddess she had been would mock her for choosing to become what she'd always despised.
Carmen said with mock indignation.
She frowned in mock exasperation.
Dean rolled his eyes in mock exasperation.
"I'm insulted," he said with mock severity.
Jackson twisted his face in a mock laugh and slapped his knee.
When he donned the wolf's head, she slapped her hands to the sides of her face in mock horror.
She glanced at him with mock innocence.
Vanished, Hunter said, his voice dripping with mock melodrama.
"I think it's about time we get you in bed before that stuff makes its rounds of your bloodstream," Dean said with a mock stern look.
Then, molding her expression into mock comprehension, she added: "Oh, you meant the way he was telling her what to do?"
She gazed up at him with mock surprise.
She squealed in mock protest and he chuckled.
"Don't mock me, Xander," she replied.
She stomped her foot in mock exasperation.
"Laurencio sent me a mock up of the cover pic last night," Xander called.
The name mocking-bird, or more frequently mock-nightingale, is in England occasionally given to some of the warblers (q.v.), especially the blackcap (Sylvia atricapilla), and the sedge-bird (Acrocephalus schoenobaenus).
There had been an intention of holding some mock trial of Riccio, but the fury of the crowd overcame them: Riccio was dragged from Mary's table and fell under more than fifty dagger wounds.
In the electrical building we examined the telephones, autophones, phonographs, and other inventions, and he made me understand how it is possible to send a message on wires that mock space and outrun time, and, like Prometheus, to draw fire from the sky.
Let them mock on.
Two witnesses for the mock marriage--Khvostikov, a retired petty official whom Dolokhov made use of in his gambling transactions, and Makarin, a retired hussar, a kindly, weak fellow who had an unbounded affection for Kuragin--were sitting at tea in Dolokhov's front room.
When I was a chit of an officer no one would have dared to mock me so... and now!