Might as well make it right now…

…stop dragging this out to snail-like speeds. I’m gonna destroy you sir. So why don’t you stop pretending like I’m the coolest girl you’ve met on this side of the Mississippi and get over it.

Sir I am a man-eater. I’ll chew you up until there’s nothing left and spit you out…

And when I spit you out, you’ll be left with nothing. You’ll be…nothing. It’s a skill I’d hate to keep.

But maybe (and that is a maybe) you’ll be just the venom I need. King Cobra of sorts.

“Bring me your enemies, lay them before me and walk away. Walk away. Walk away!” - Firefly