"hey, i know! why don't YOU kill them?" - cordi to saint bc why not
" there's an idea . " saint says with a grin , reaching to snag another fry from the plate that sits between them . talking murder in the middle of a diner isn't exactly the smartest , but they're just jokinggg , right ? they're having fun ! no one's actually going to die . not yet , at least . ( saint has to at least knock 'em out first & get them somewhere he can hunt them down ! no fun otherwise . ) saint pops the fry into his mouth & leans forward to lean on the table , amusement glistening in bright blue eyes . " i'm open to suggestions on how it's done . what's the worst way to go ? "