Melissa has to work hard to keep the shock off of her face at the mention of each of the guns this girl is talking about. She owns one of each of those herself, but she almost never brings them out with her. Those are the heavy firepower, and she doesn't have them enchanted like her current weapons.
She didn't know if she liked this chick yet, but she at least knew how to keep it interesting. Her lips turn up in a smile at the mention of the python in her pants and she looks down again.
"I bet you say that to all the girls you meet." she says. "But I'll believe it when I see it."
"If you're bringing your own party favors, I don't think my friends will mind. We're a 'more-the-merrier' sort of bunch." Melissa says.
She's not wearing her thigh-holster tonight, but there is a bulge from another weapon inside her coat.
"My best work is done without prying eyes. You getting something to eat, or are we leaving?" Melissa asks.
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