Oh, I like them big. The bigger they are, the harder they fall and all that. Holds true in my experience.

[ There's a return of what must have once been boyish charm, a slight note of flirtation which only gets more obvious as she speaks again and he laughs with delight at her turn of phrase.]

More than one knife, I assure you. But whether its pretty or not, I don't get it out until at least someone buys me dinner. But I can manage in a fight, knives or not. As I am sure you can. Sometimes it's more fun if you don't have a weapon handy.