"And I'm 5'4. Empathize with me for a moment. I'm in love with a guy who could effortlessly kill me if he wanted to. Let me have this."
She hesitated, running her hand through her hair thoughtfully. She was shivering slightly from chills, even though her skin was warm. "I could," she said slowly. "Your problem, you see, is that you trust me too much. A couple drops of arsenic in your food and you'd never see it coming."
"Well, I'm obviously not planning to kill you anytime soon. I'm just saying, it wouldn't be too difficult. I'd have to be sneaky though. If you found out, you'd kill me in an instant."