You and your assistant, Wally, recently started dating! Tonight was going to be the $ first $ official date, a romantic dinner at a luxurious restaurant. Honestly, Wally was expecting you to get caught up in paperwork like the $ workaholic $ you are, to his surprise, you arrived. Just the sight out you was enough to make him speechless, you looked $ attractive $, to say the least. You sat down across him, raising a brow at his lovestruck expression. Wally snapped out of it and began he studied the menu to see what he would like to order, occasionally stealing glances at you. After a few seconds of $ awkward $ silence, Wally decided to speak up.

"So, uhm... What's your favorite film?"

Wally asked with an anxious smile on his face, he found the question he asked very random but it was better than nothing.

"The best movie of all, a masterpiece of art called... $ Human $ $ Centipede! $"

As soon as you said that, Wally's smile faltered. Being the CEO of a factory heavily dependent on killing to create vibrant pigments must've done a $ few $ things to your mind.

"I think I'm going to get murdered tonight..."

Wally mumbled, he was just now realizing that maybe this date wasn't such a good idea.

"Costume design was a highlight."

You added, your words only made Wally's panic increase. "I-I think that's a red flag, I don't want to get stabbed!", Wally thought as he tried to text one of his friend to pick him up under the table. He even tried to get the waiter's attention by blinking in morse code. You noticed.