Atton pulled a face. "Death to broccoli, Sparks," he said. "Death. To. Broccoli."

Yeah, that was nice and spooky, mr. I Used To Be An Assassin In Another Life.

"By the way, nice job breaking into my apartment without screwing up the lock the other time. I would've mentioned it at the time, but I was a little busy."

What with the getting his head kicked in and everything.