Me: Hey, do you know where that other girl is?

I killed her.

Me: Oh... I miss her...

*whispers* And you're next!

Me: Oh! Well--

*whispers* I know where you live!

Me: WHERE?!

I'm not going to say that out loud!

Me: Oh... Then... How are you going to kill me?

*giggles, and points pencil at my neck* I'll stab you.

Me: Oh...Uh... Okay. With what?

A KNIFE!

Me: Right... What kind of knife?

A SHARP, KNIFE!

Me: What color is it?

Uh... Silver?

Me: *writes down stuff on paper* Right, right. 

*hovers over me* Uh...

Me: When should I expect this?