“funny. you don’t think i can go a day with out murder.” usually he couldn’t, but he was at least attempting to do so these days. “maybe i could start here… with your own.”
“is that all you can say?” he rolled his eyes. “not everything has to do with killing,” he said. “sometimes, i can be quite decent, and go a month or three without murder.”
“I was in a room with Justin Bieber. If I can avoid shooting him, I can avoid shooting you. Now, hands up or I will use force.”
“So, you’ll use the force now?” He couldn’t help, but roll his eyes at that, “Don’t believe in that horse-shit, but please. If you shoot me, i’ll have several angry lawyers on your ass, and we wouldn’t want that, would we?”
“No back up?” A slight grin pulled at his lips, “Shouldn’t you go back to the minor leagues? You know, baseball cap, and all? Could be fun, but as you can see, i’m busy.”