Hater caught Wander while Sylvia was distracted by the hordes of Watchdogs. "Ahah! I got you!"
Wander propped his arms up on Hater's hand and cupped his cheeks. "Now that ya got me, what're ya gonna do with me?" he asked with a moony smile.
Before Hater could explain in loud, dramatic detail, Peepers crashed into him, and Wander was yanked from his grip. Sylvia dropped Wander onto her back, and they left Hater to the wreckage of his invasion.
i have this little headcanon that hater eventually gets used to wander's usual 'let's be friends, give me a big ol' hug, best buddy, best pal' spiel and stops getting so riled up by it, so, naturally, wander has to up the ante and starts flirting with him instead: bats his eyelashes at him, makes innuendoes (each new one saucier than the last), the works, and this quote just fits my headcanon perfectly.
i mean, getting hater's goat seems to be wander's favorite pastime, and i think he'll do anything short of being really mean to get at him. plus, his ultimate goal is to wear lord hater down and eventually make him a good guy, so the end justifies the means, right?