Oh now that was interesting. Her voice had gone cold. Angry maybe. She'd met him and it had sparked something in her that discovering who he was had thrown her off of. Had he made an impression? That would be adorable. Though he supposed discussing killing her was not so much the way to go if he was trying to win her over. Was he trying to do that though, she was a curiosity really, a woman who seemed to actually want to meet him in spite of who he was. And so he'd arranged all this for her, it would disappoint him if she just got scared and moved on. He didn't want fear from her, which was weird, he was usually a fan of fear. He wanted...well he didn't know yet. He'd figure it out once he got there.
"You're worried. I know. You're remembering that meeting and trying to reconcile it with now, and its hard. It must be. Things that I've done, and yes, things I'm going to do. But you obviously know that. You've done your research haven't you? Professor Moriarty!" he said, affecting a pompous English accent. "The Napolean of Crime...though actually" he added, dropping back into the Southside Dublin drawl, "...I do rather like that one."
As for being on hit lists. It probably ought to worry him more. "No one gets to me Emma, that's the thing of it. I mean you did, but then I wanted you to. The Joker, he's an idiot, he brags, he shows off. He plays the insane clown and eventually he'll blow up one too many science blocks and they'll kill him. Even Sherlock's bored of him. He doesn't take up a case unless it intrigues him you know, no matter how many people might be at risk, it needs to interest him. He doesn't understand simplicity Emma. He never will." He passed her a menu looking wistful just for a moment, "The Joker will die soon. And maybe then they'll actually look for me, or maybe someone else will come along, or maybe Lucifer'll decide he's had enough and kill us all. While I'm here though, I'll take my privacy."
"But enough about work." he said by way of a subject changer. He supposed talking about his crimes wouldn't interest her, or it'd push her away. "Did you like the roses, I did try to find the perfect shades. "If I'm going to wine and dine someone I do it right, and I think, its the little things sometimes, isn't it."