[She lightly pats Vox's arm. Val's fixations aren't ideal for Vox, but they are what they are.]

I'd suggest hiring an assassin for offing him, but I get the impression you'd like to give that your personal attention, darling.

[Fuck that guy indeed. Especially after that network announcement.]

You know...a cooking show would be the perfect excuse to get our hands on some angelic steel from heaven in the near future without arousing suspicion. It's only natural we'd need things like knives, meat cleavers and the like.