he handed a bottle to the policeman who took a whiff at the top . it scares me sometimes , the way i feel . '' what can i make you for breakfast ? '' when she did , it was to find him gazing down at her , his lips curled in a mischievous smile . always picking up fights and being rude to people , although it was not as bad as when i met him . he might change his mind , the contrary brute . i understand , she said while unlocking the front door . 