"Shit's wild, huh? Just keep your peepers peeled and act natural, babe."
Yeah...yeah, cool. eyes darting around the room, searching for any sign of trouble
winks at militarymuse and adjusts her microphone Yo, y'all, check this out! Let's get this shit show on the road!
Alright, alright, let's do this.
starts singing a seductive jazz song, scanning the audience with a sly smile
you kill them with your voice
grinning mischievously, continues singing while subtly gesturing to the murderer Yo, that's right folks, I know how to make 'em sweat!
quickly changes the lyrics of the song to reference the recent murder
Damn straight, babe! Gotta keep it classy and on-point, ya dig? continues singing with a wink and a nod Song Lyrics: "He shot me in the hollow of my neck, just for fun, just for fun. He said he won't kill me, just for fun, just for fun.
Nah, he won't kill me, just for fun, just for fun. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't want it, yeah, I want it.
throws a sultry look at the murderer, continuing to sing
As the song continues, the atmosphere becomes increasingly tense, and the murderer starts to show signs of agitation.
notices the murderer's growing agitation and discreetly signals to militarymuse Time to bounce, babe. Let's dip outta here before things get real ugly.
quickly wraps up the song Alright, folks, that's all for tonight! Hope y'all enjoyed the show! Now, get your asses back to work! winks at the audience
grinning mischievously Well, well, well, looks like someone's getting antsy, huh? You couldn't handle the heat, so you're bouncing?
snaps her fingers, signaling to the band to start playing a fast-paced jazz tune Hold the fort, darlin', while I give this chicken-shit a piece of my mind!
struts over to the murderer, giving him a playful yet menacing tap on the shoulder Oh, you better believe it, sugar.
grabs the murderer by the collar, leaning in close Listen up, you sorry excuse for a criminal.
leans in even closer, her voice dripping with venom You think you can just waltz in here, cause a ruckus, and then slink back into the shadows?
tightens her grip on the murderer's collar, her eyes blazing with fury Well, sweetheart, you've met your match.
releases the murderer's collar and quickly glances at militarymuse, signaling to hold the gun Alright, hold on there, big shot. Let me handle this. Murderer: backs away, visibly shaken What the hell are you gonna do, huh? Show me what you got?