She doesn't tell it.

"Well, I actually don't think it's any of your business." Tomi spits out, looking at you with an accusing glare. "And actually, since I saved you, I don't owe you anything."

"I say you owed me..." you begin, when she angrily cuts you off.

"No. But you would have brought it up later." She growls. "A little later on, you come on all nice, and then you push for only one thing. No thanks, asshole." she finishes, turning to leave.

"Hey wait, maybe we got started off on the wrong foot here." you try, raising your hands in a placating gesture.

"Ya think?" Tomi finishes her statement with a gesture of the knife in her hand towards you. "Look pal, I don't trust you."

"But I...." You try again, before she again cuts you off rudely.

"Shut up. You're a man! I know what you want." Tomi raises the knife threateningly. "Now, turn around and start walking."

"Thanks again." you venture. You look at her calmly, not moving. The knife in her hand wavers slightly, but she never takes her eyes off you. The tense standoff continues for a few minutes, when she finally drops her hand to her side. She sighs, still looking at you with suspicion, but the anger has left her eyes.

"I don't trust you." She states, her eyes never leaving you.

"I didn't ask you to." you reply. "What would you say if I asked you to trust me now?"

"Why?" she glowers, "do you think it's something you're likely to ask?"

"Yeah." You say calmly. You raise your eyebrows, and she smirks at your gesture of appeasment.

"No. I won't trust you." She replies. "But, I'll give you a chance to earn my trust."

"Fair enough." you nod solemly. "What did you have in mind?"