Rose didn't make eye contact with the man at all, content on staring at her boots. "I'm sure it is fantastic."

[i]"Tear off his arm and shove it down his throat!!!!"[/i] Rose suddenly felt sick, her stomach tightening. She leans forward, looking ready to throw up. 

She didn't even feel in control of the action. Her mind instantly went into a state of panic, eyes fluttering as she does so. Did the rogue god manage to increase his hold on her? Was she losing control?

"I-I need to go..." she mutters, before leaning over the bar table and promptly throwing up. Great first impression.