“Let's go down to the basement." I didn't move. "How do I know you're not some kind of serial killer with a perverted sex dungeon down there?"He grinned at me. "Well...I'm not a serial killer.""So says you." I trudged down the carpeted staircase after him. "But Ted Bundy was apparently very popular in his day, and just so you know, I've got my keys in between my fingers right now, which means that if you try anything, I can totally punch you and stab you at the same time.”