Oh, there you are! Okay, I'd like a thin-sliced turkey sandwich with cheddar cheese, lettuce, tomatoes and honey mustard on lightly toasted wheat bread. Thanks, you're a dear.
The trouble was with the kind of sandwich you wanted to make. I'm not that keen on being the filling in the middle. I really did think the police could help, but to my chagrin, discovered they only wanted to join in. Next time, please kill the meat before trying to cannibalise it.
You had a bottle in your hand with a jagged edge. You told me to serve you. You told me you would not leave until I made you a sandwich. It was more than just a request. I was skeert.