Possibly resort to arson if Lily wasn’t sane enough to stop you. If that’s the case, then I hate you just as much in return. Oh yes, god forbid you chipped a nail in the process, while your victim in exchange chipped a tooth. Quiet, Indy! I told you to come up with a code-name for the forbidden topic, should you bring it up as you please. You’re making me want to curl up into the fetal position to embrace whatever masculinity I’ve got left.
Lily and her effortlessly chic ways of spoiling all my delinquent fun. I'll set down the matches just for the pair of you. I suppose I'll have to find a different way of incinerating my enemies until they prove an unholy pile of ash and contorted remains. Speaking of betrayal and loyalties, did I hear that you were seen conversing cocktail plans with Elyse Reagan?












