Assassine

Uh oh. The alluring assassin's soul piercing stare makes me wonder if some incalculably incautious creep has just accosted the Murderess on her break and arrogantly asked a rhetorical, "Surely you aren't smoking in here!" To which her eyes immediately replied, "Yes, I am, and don't call me Shirley" Right before seeing to it that the idiot interrupter will not see another sunrise -- as much as she really hates taking anybody out for free.