Shepard makes another face and bulls past the first two questions in favor of the latter.

"Set a fire, poison the help, shank a waiter, throw him in the bushes, steal his clothes and sneak out?" Shepard's not shy with her ideas. She could be joking, for how casual each suggestion emerges, but then again... she isn't smiling, "Honestly, all that and stringing up a couple of people by their feet is for suckers. It gives away the game."

She tosses him the rope, now neatly coiled. See? It's so easy to manage now.

"If I were gonna set myself against this place, I wouldn't be satisfied with anything less than blowing the whole thing to hell along with every other living thing stupid enough to be within a mile radius. But for that you need long-term thinking."