Wendy: You remember when we were kids, and you took Father's Bentley for a joyride? The next day, he asked who put that scratch in it and you looked him right in the eye and said it wasn't you. But I could tell you were lying and I got the truth out of you.
Li: You threatened to poke me with a sharp stick until I told.
Wendy: I can always tell when you're lying. You were then and you are now. Do I need to get out my sharp stick?