[ If she can commit to four-inch heels for a night filled with dancing, she can commit to gruesome details. Probably. ]

So then...how would you go about it?

[ Because unless it came to an extreme situation, she can't imagine him wanting to kill anyone outright. And is it a little strange that they're talking about blood and food? Maybe a little. ]

I'm in your capable hands then. And frankly that seems a lot easier than sword practice. [ If any dishes are done by the point she holds out a hand. ] Let's get moving on! Dessert is waiting.