[Argh, her and her gods damned big mouth. Izzy pinches the bridge of her snout as she continues extricating herself and getting back to her feet. At least getting Muffet's assistance makes the process go that much faster.]

Guess I did. Sorry, that's just, y'know. Old scars. And I'd hardly want to get you involved in shady deals with shadier gods.

Insurance fraud... [How do you explain insurance fraud to somebody who might not know what either side of that word means?] The way to boil it down is "engineering yourself to be in an accident to recieve compensation, monitary or otherwise, from an innocent party". I think.