They talked for about an hour on what to do about the meat pies, and the businesses that they ran. Finally Mrs. Lovett got up the courage to tell Mr. Todd the reason she lied to him about Lucy.
"She wasn't Lucy anymore, after she took that arsenic. She didn't know who she was, or who you were. I did it so you wouldn't have to see her like that. I didn't want you to be hurt even more. Seeing her like that would be worse than thinking that she is dead," Mrs. Lovett said with a concerned face.
Mr. Todd was speachless, contemplating every word Mrs. Lovett just told him.
She was that concerned about me? She didn't mention ever thinking of a chance that there would be anything between us besides business. Maybe I don't have her figured out the way I thought I did, selfish, loud, annoying. I wish I could know what she is thinking. What a very complex woman, indeed.
Mr. Todd finally found some words to mutter out, "I didn't think anyone would care so much as to how I would feel. I'm so sorry Mrs. Lovett, for everything." He paused for a minute or two and added, "Thank you."
A slight blush crept upon Mrs. Lovett's pale face. There must be some wot of a soul left in 'im after all.
"So wot are we going to do about the business," Mrs. Lovett asked, returning to their casual conversation between the two business friends.
After having his revenge on Judge Turpin, he didn't know what he was going to do for the rest of his empty life. He thought about keeping at the murdering spree he was on, and then thought back to killing his wife accidentally. I don't know if I can continue, even after how much more business it got Mrs. Lovett, and myself.
"I don't think it would be the best idea to keep on." Mr. Todd said solemnly.
"Well, then wot do you advise I do for me meat supplies? Them pussy cats is too quick."
Just as they were pondering on what to do, Toby came down after hearing one to many voices coming from the baking room.
"Wot is goin on here, mum?" Toby asked, a little worried.
"Me and Mr. T were just discussing business, you don't have to worry 'bout it deary."
"Dun worry 'bout it!? He nearly killed you the other night mum! How can you trust this... this.. monster!" Toby shouted.
"DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT, KID. YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM CAPABLE OF DOING!" Mr. Todd shouted back, with rage in his eyes.
Mrs. Lovett stepped in and told Toby to go up to the shop and have one of her last pies and then make his way to bed. Toby obeyed and left, swiftly running up the stairs, leaving Mrs. Lovett and Mr. Todd alone once again.
"I think I am going to turn in to, busy day tomorrow." Mrs. Lovett turned towards the stairs, ready to leave when Mr. Todd grabbed her by the arm and said, "I will have more supplies for your meat pies by tomorrow morning, if you need."