Dawn: *Throws her knife, it missing Sam by inches* You better answer, or I'll make sure I don't miss.
Dawn: So I can do my Job. *Hisses, flicking out two knives* Now stop being a smart ass and answer my question or I'll FORCE you to.
Dawn: *Opens the cage, grabbing Sam by her shirt and holds the knife to her neck* You're going to tell me, or you're going to die.
Dawn: *Puts her down, walking in circles* Dawn LĂmon, ghost sister of Marisol and newly found. Nice to meetcha. *smiles*