a standoff bomb, missile, or weapon

Hee may perchance, in taile of a Sheriffes dinner, / Skip with a rime o’the Table, from New-nothing, / And take his Almaine-leape into a custard, / Shall make my Lad Maioresse, and her sisters, / Laugh all their hoods ouer their shoulders.

The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass.

Ask her about her favorite ships. Does she like Dramione, or Romione? Ask her why, and if she's written fanfics about them.