Yeah, I thought I was dead for a minute there too. He shrugged it off, concentrating instead on getting the front of his hair to not stick up in some ridiculous way. "Well I guess...his gun? Your dad had a gun?"

Ciaran started at Emilie as if she'd grown an extra head. An extra head wih bubblegum pink hair and great big anime eyes.

She did just say gun then, didn't she? No wonder they didn't want a repeat of 'the accident' that happened 'last time'...

Whilst he was mentally reeling from the idea that if not for some poor bastard before him he could have been leaving Emilie's penthouse mansion...thing in an ambulance, Emilie's words managed to slide right by him. Well, most of them. "Yeah, okay," he nodded. "...you have a dining room upstairs?"