Kelly sits a bit, reading her magazine and popping her gum, utterly unconcerned with the goings on below. Then she perks up, and turns back to readying her rifle.
"Sorry Nickie, I was gonna give you yer man-love time, but you've been overruled. Apparently this little gig is making the news. Get ready to snatch and run, cause if Misha isn't kissing pavement on a ten count, I'm supposed to play Missus Sandman. Ten...nine...fuck it."
She fires for Misha's butt with a dart full of horse tranq.
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