"Oh, that sounds good, let's go with that," she agreed cheerfully "Maybe we could mess the place up a bit, make it look like there was a struggle?" It was possible she just wanted to wreck the place, there was something about it that was far too neat and clean and she objected to it. Or maybe she just objected to the way he'd made her take her feet off the table.

"Anything's got to be better than red, that stuff's worse than my cooking, and that's saying something."