That's just this knife. What if I need another one? [ Like, come on. Think of the future! The future where he needs a knife and can have it brought to him post haste 'cause he owns a knife factory. ]

She found it quite frightening, and really, that's all that matters to me.

[ He smiles brightly as they get to the heart of the matter. ] Indeed, I want to commission you to write more horror stories for my wife. I suppose other people can have them when she gets tired of them. But until then, you can write just for her. How about it? It certainly will pay better than your current job.

[ Lifting up his cellphone, he shakes it a little at him to indicate that he will pay handsomely for those stories. Money solves all problems! ]