His scrumptious daughter..

Valentina:

You go through the mirror and he's all over you.

I do it once and he serves you my head on a plate.

Anton:

Come on now, Valentina.

You're his daughter.

Do you know what I mean? 

And you're scrumptious...

His scrumptious daughter..

...

Why did I say "scrumptious"?

Beautiful. Intelligent. Sweet.

"Scrumptious"? Idiot!