[Dodger may have murder on his list about four times - all generalized, and very modest - but he can also smell a liar. He cocks his head for a moment as if he's really considering the claim, before fixing the man with a hard look.]

Unless you want to lose part of your hand, you should really think about dropping the act. Trust me, Satan doesn't play nice for fresh meat.

[A pause, and his eyes seem to sharpen a bit more.]

Tell me what you did. Maybe I'll share one of mine. They start to blur sooner or later, but I got a few good hits.