I would lie and say it's from the butcher down the street. Trust me, I have everything all worked out. Been in business for 2 years now and no one has caught on. Why do you ask? Do you have intentions of telling people what is /really/ in the pies? *takes out razors and gets ready to take any action that may be needed*
//well thats cool. xD Right now I just do Sweeney since that's what I know best. Plus my personality matches his pretty well too
You know... the brick down in the bakehouse... Mrs. Lovett forced me to *follows you and pins you to the wall* What are you going to do now? There's no escaping now *he smiles sinisterly as he brings the razor up near your neck*
*laughs* Alright then, well nice try, but now I think I am gonna have to finish you off *he pulls you up off the ground and pushes you back against the wall, bringing his razor up to her neck once again, but this time he allows the razor to rest against her neck, drawing a bit of blood* Any last words?