"Language, fucker" she said mildly, biting into a pancake.
"But here's the thing," she went on. "The list of people I like, it's pretty damn short. The lost of people who are under my protection, that's slightly longer. You've managed to piss off one of the overlappers, and I'm talking full-on Sin of Wrath levels of angry. So she asked me for a favor. Speaking of which." She pulled out her phone, snapping a few pictures of him in his current trussed-up state.
"So you and I are going to have some fun for a few days," she said. "I know you think you're hot shit and all, threatening to starve people to death, but I've been doing this since the beginning of time." She smiled, but it was empty and cold. "How long do you think you'll last, hmm?"