Iris: Well... with respect... I don't like to.. mur-
Viola: Hmm? That's why you're shaking? That... hurts me. I thought I was being more... considerate when I choose that over my... hee, "special" coffee. Seeing as how you are so... delicate when it comes to it. It is nicer (and funnier) just to beat them to death, yes?
Iris: O-oh, yes! I feel honored that you would be so conscious of me... Would you like anything else?
Viola: Yes. I would like it if you would refrain from posting this.. incident on your blog. I would also like you to participate in more jobs like this. You are so... precious whenever you do it.
Love the facial expression, implies the "task" was difficult, so does the blood. Speaking of, the splats on her apron look real, and all of it on the wrench, tring to imagine how the"task" went down. It's kind of odd on the neck, but at the same time its done nicely. Ah, now that I see her wiping it off of her forhead, shemight just be worried that she went a bit over board with the "task" and has to clean it up. "Oh dear, I've gotten carried away with my choir. Hope the blood doesn't stain the carpets."
I guess I rather prefer that one over the oily version... Red pops out more that grey, and being covered in blood sort of makes more sense with the maid outfit and her flustered expression... at least in my mind Anyway, both are great