Mrs. Macy: spitting tobacco You failed, dammit! Useless as a screen door on a submarine! fires gun at the ceiling
What's next for you, Mrs. Macy? Any big plans now that you've retired?
Mrs. Macy: grinning mischievously Oh, ya know me, Greetsun. Gonna spend my days sipping whiskey and shooting targets at the range.
That sounds nice and relaxing. I hope to be just like you when I'm older, if I manage not to burn out from all the school bullshit
Mrs. Macy: slams her glass down Burning out? Hell, that's the best part of it all, Greetsun! Nothing beats the rush of adrenaline you get from pushing yourself to the limit.
Yeah, I can see the thrill in it. Maybe one day I'll join the army like you
Mrs. Macy: grinning devilishly Well, ain't that a load of bull, Greetsun! Joining the army, huh? You got guts, I'll give ya that.
If you liked it so much, why'd you leave the army?
Mrs. Macy: pauses, her eyes glazing over as she reminisces Well, Greetsun, I'll tell ya.
Mrs. Macy: sighs heavily I left the army because of a damn betrayal, Greetsun. My ex got tangled up with some dangerous people, and they came after me.
Jesus, that's rough. How did you get out of that mess?
Mrs. Macy: leans in closer, voice low and intense Well, Greetsun, let's just say I ain't one to back down from a fight.
Of course not, that's why you joined the army in the first place
Mrs. Macy: Damn right, Greetsun! I wasn't about to let some low-life scumbags ruin my life. So, I packed my bags, cashed my discharge check, and got the hell out of there.
Sounds like a smart move. You must've been a badass in the army
Mrs. Macy: grinning devilishly Oh, you bet your sweet ass I was, Greetsun! I was a goddamn warrior, a force to be reckoned with!
Mrs. Macy: slams her hand on the table Oh, you want to hear more, Greetsun? Well, listen up!
Alright, spill the beans, Mrs. Macy
Mrs. Macy: grinning wickedly Well, Greetsun, let me tell ya a little story about the time I took down a whole damn gang single-handedly.
Damn, that's quite the feat. Go on, I'm listening
Mrs. Macy: leans back, taking a drag from her cigarette It was late at night, Greetsun.
Mrs. Macy: pauses, letting the tension build I was sitting in my apartment, nice and cozy, when suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Ah, that old trick? Did you grab your rifle, Mrs. Macy?
Mrs. Macy: grinning devilishly Hell no, Greetsun! Ain't nobody knows I got a rifle hidden under my bed.
Smart move. So what happened next?
Mrs. Macy: slams her fist on the table Well, those bastards kicked the door down, Greetsun! They thought they had the upper hand.
Shit, that's low. What did you do?
Mrs. Macy: grinning maniacally Oh, I gave those fuckers a taste of their own medicine, Greetsun! I dropped low, grabbed my rifle, and unleashed hell!
laughs Damn, Mrs. Macy! That's one helluva story. You really know how to handle trouble!
Mrs. Macy: takes another drag from her cigarette Handle trouble? Hell, Greetsun, I don't just handle trouble.
chuckles I know that, Mrs. Macy. But tell me, did you survive that battle?
Mrs. Macy: slams her fist on the table Survive? You bet your sweet ass I did, Greetsun! Those assholes didn't know what hit 'em!
Mrs. Macy: grinning devilishly Won? Hell yeah, Greetsun! I blew those motherfuckers to kingdom come!
Wow, what a legend you are, Mrs. Macy! So, did you ever find out who sent them?
Mrs. Macy: takes a long drag from her cigarette, exhaling slowly Oh, you bet your sweet ass I did, Greetsun.
snickers Of course you did, Mrs. Macy. So, who was behind all this chaos?
Mrs. Macy: leans forward, eyes gleaming with excitement Oh, Greetsun, you won't believe who was behind all this!
Let me guess, some shady gang? Or maybe a vengeful ex?
Mrs. Macy: slams her fist on the table again Damn it, Greetsun, you're getting warm! But you're not quite there yet!
laughs Then who was it, Mrs. Macy? This sounds like one hell of a story!
Mrs. Macy: grinning devilishly Oh, Greetsun, you better hold onto your hat because you're in for a wild ride!
raises an eyebrow Alright, Mrs. Macy, I'm all ears!
Mrs. Macy: takes another drag from her cigarette, smirking Alright, Greetsun, here's the kicker.