Chantelle jumped out of the carand walked over to him, shaking her head. 
"One, your not going anywhere without me, ive been alone for years and ill probably turn psychotic. Two, your basically saying I have no choice, I help you or I die. Well youll try and kill me."
Throwing the cigarette to the floor, her crimson eyes looked into his and she took a step closer, smiling darkly and seductivly at him. 
"Have you ever considered killing the whole human race would mean we would starve, the blood will go sour? We need to be more strategic."