Add to the threat.

"I don't think so" you say. Jessica's mouth flies open. She's outraged.

"That's ridiculous. We....we had an agreement." She can barely talk she's so flabbergasted. You could hardly care.

"But I still have the upper hand. I don't really feel the need to honor that agreement," you feel your psyche succumb to it's pure evilness. Jessica looks around at the patrons, then at you.

"One more thing," she says. "I'll let you have one more thing. Then if you still don't agree to destroy those tapes I'm sending my lawyer here." You nod in agreement and begin to ponder what you could demand of her. There are too many wonderful options. Finally you settle on one.