[She wishes she had thought of the chocolate part.]

Well, I'd tell you, but I wouldn't even know where to start. I think this-- [She sweeps out her arm...and winces when something shatters in the direction she was gesturing in (oh, god. Someone tell her that wasn't the TV. Anything but that!).]

If you're still mad, we can take the shirtless photos we have of Minamoto and photoshop chocolate onto him later.