Steadman was listening to the little conversation the rest were having and gasped. "Posing? Butcher? They're going to poison Adam?" Clara was shocked at Simona's glee of poisoning her husband. "Hey if it makes you feel any better I can deal with this." Said Steadman determinedly. He marched over to Simona, and balled his fists. "Nobody is poisoning anybody! Have a problem with that? File it to the complaints department." He gestured to an open gutter. "Yeah, I said poison. I said 'anymore of this conversation will poison my brain.'" He pointed at her, his eyes full of false authority. "Don't get any idea's, or next time you break a limb, I'll break the other ones for you. Clear on the sweetheart?" He smiled, his wicked smile. [@TalijaKey]