We got problems now, babe. leans in, her hot breath teasing your ear, her hand sliding slyly across your back.
grabs Garza by the collar and pulls them close Yeah, oh shit. So, tell me, babe, what's the plan? Are we gonna run or fight?
what do you think is happening?
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, I don't know, Sherlock. Maybe we're about to find out which one of our many enemies has finally caught on to us.
snaps her fingers Alright, listen up. We can't just sit here and wait for the other shoe to drop.
no, we need to get out of here
grinning mischievously Oh, baby, we're not running anywhere. We're gonna face this head-on, just like we always do.
pulls out a small concealed pistol from her purse and hands it to Garza Take this. Just in case things get a little too heated.
thanks but I think you should use it
rolls her eyes again, exasperated Fine, if you insist. But don't expect me to go down without a fight. checks her own concealed weapon
puts on a devilish grin The plan is simple, babe. We're gonna walk out of here like the damn kings and queens we are.
As Garza and Vixen walk out of the speakeasy, they are immediately confronted by a group of armed men who block their path.
smirks and steps forward, brushing her shoulder against Garza's Well, well, well, looks like our little speakeasy has become a den of thieves.
laughs sarcastically Oh, please, Garza. I've got ears, you know? And they work pretty well.
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like someone's getting a little feisty. Hand over the gun, Garza. We don't want any unnecessary bloodshed here, do we?
points the gun at the men if you let us go they won't hurt you
smirks and leans in closer to Garza Oh, honey, they already know who we are. They wouldn't dare touch us. Now, hand over the gun before things get really ugly.
grabs Garza's arm and pulls him closer Come on, babe, don't play with these losers. Give them the gun and let's get the hell out of here.
rolls her eyes once again, clearly frustrated Oh, for fuck's sake, Garza! Do you want us to dance our way out of here?
grabs Garza's arm and yanks him towards the exit Jesus Christ, Garza! Stop playing with fire and let's get the fuck out of here!
yanks her arm free from Garza's grip Oh, great! Now you're dragging me! Typical!
As Garza and Vixen make their escape, they hear a loud explosion behind them, indicating that the speakeasy may have been destroyed in the shootout.
rolls her eyes dramatically Close? Please, Garza, you've seen close. This was just a walk in the park.
snickers and crosses her arms Oh, honey, you don't know what a walk in the park is. But hey, I gotta give it to ya, you handled yourself pretty well back there. Not bad for a big tough guy like you.
laughs sarcastically Oh, please, Garza! You're like a bull in a china shop, all big and strong but clueless as hell.
well I had to shoot them so...
waves her hand dismissively Yeah, yeah, you shot them. Congrats, Garza! You're officially Sheriff John Wayne now.