[smug playful voice] “Hi~ Zack-darling terribly sorry I’m late, it was taking you two so long to get here[pouty voice] I nearly dozed off~…Still I’m shocked you weren’t killed by those bullets~-You sure have incredible intuition my dear~You know something…I had a feeling you would make fantastic criminals~…I must have needed some excitement because that woke me right up~!…[turns serious but smug] On this floor…I’m the judge.”

[playful, but explanatory] “Let me give you an explanation about this current room, [serious] and you better listen very carefully if you wanna escape this floor with your life. [playful] I got a little carried away with the design here~  it’s completely sealed, making it impossible for air to leak out~ The window glass has been reinforced, so you won’t be able to break it~ And the best part…I’m about to fill it with something very special~-If you stay in there long enough you’ll be on your way to a nice peaceful death~……It’s poison gas.”

[An over exaggerated rage/grunt, throughly pissed off] “It makes me so angry! Neither one of you is my ideal criminal! Rachel Gardener couldn’t deign herself to commit murder! And Isaac Foster turned out to be such an imbecile that he did himself in just to satisfy his own bloodlust! Your failures! How dare you deny me the pleasure of punishing you! Your such a supremely dreary little brat Rachel…”

[Rachel talks back and gets smacked by you] “Talk back to me again and see what happens young lady. Do you think it’s fun judging someone so passive? [sigh] It hurts me much more than it hurts you Rachel…Honestly, I wish it would have been Zack who lived. He would have looked much better with his body riddled with bullet holes then your about to…but nooooo you couldn’t even pull the trigger…your a disappointment as a criminal...”