No, usually when I talk in here I don't expect an answer. Tends to be a bad sign.
She works on not laughing out loud at the hardened mob soldiers who are clearly not sure this whole scene is real or a really good hit off the pipe. The hovering and sparkling car looming at them over her shoulder didn't really help much with that. From the corner of her eye, she could see Martin was diverting traffic from them and blocking off any escape. She smiled an unfriendly smile, adding to encourage their next choice, "He'll blow up your car, with or without you in it."
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