You're being held at gunpoint in your own house and begged the intruder not to kill you but he doesn't seem to budge until...

"Look! Do you want my money? Take it, Love. It's yours." you threw your wallet at him

"Did you just... call me 'love'? I've never been called that before." He said softly

"Maybe I won't kill you." He smiles as he analyzes your face