Direct-Indirect...

other feeling. Case in point…

Direct Version:
"Will you please stop trying to kill me?"
"No!"
…
Indirect Version:
"Will you please stop trying to kill me?"
"I couldn't if I tried," he smiled, holding a knife in one hand and a bunch of flowers in the other.
...
"What are the flowers for?!" his victim demanded, aghast.
"Your funeral," replied the killer as they drove a knife in to the beat of the victim's favourite music playing in the background.
The last thing the victim heard…
The end… For one of them anyway.