"I had an interesting call from Padraig," Patrick said conversationally. "Gave me some interesting ideas."
Patrick slid from George's lap and he went back to the girl's side. She was struggling annoyingly, something which only escalated when Patrick pulled a knife off the small cabinet near the table. "Are you tired of the knife yet, Precious?" he cooed at her. She whimpered something unintelligible back.
"Sorry, couldn't hear you," he informed her, and then he slashed a bright red line across her face.