"I'm not playing games!" she shouted, stomping down on his left foot. Again, that felt amazingly good to her, thanks to Pandora. "And I haven't killed anybody! I'm not the one who kills people!"
But that wasn't how anyone would see it. The thought angered her and she reached out, taking the first thing she made contact with (which happened to be a glass vase full of posies) and throwing it across the room. The glass shattered pleasantly against the wall.
"Now where do you know my face?! Tell me now, and don't make me have to kill you! I don't want to kill you!"