"I would make a beautiful tragically dead person," she says with a happy sigh. "But then again, I make a pretty beautiful living person, so I guess that only makes sense. I appreciate your tears, though. It means a lot to me."

She probably shouldn't joke about things like that, especially when she's come so close to actually being dead so many times, but shit like that, all the serious stuff, she needs to joke about it in order to give it less power.

"This is a hell of a dinner, huh?" she asks. "I mean, I know there's a lot of people here, but this is a shit load of food. I'm pretty sure I could steal half a turkey and no one would even notice it was missing."