"Do you really think flattery will get you anywhere?" Jeff looks at Jane with the deranged smile carved into his face, "but if you insist, then who am I to refuse." "Oh how I missed the days we were playing cat and mouse, you always trying to hunt me down, and killing my targets before I could reach them. The good old days when I had competition and there was more pleasure in getting the kill first." While talking he kept his eyes on Jane's.