Pandora: She's gonna get kicked out. So let's get our food quick. I'm hungry.
Manager: blah blah. You're gonna get kicked out.
Karen: *leaves*
Pandora: *chugs food down her throat* OK let's go. I'll pay you run after her.
Paluine: you got it *gets out of the restaurant*
Pandora: here's the money byeeeeeee. *runs behind you*
Paluine: *mind: oh that bi__h is dead*
Pandora: *still running*
Paluine: *throws the knife at the karens back*
Karen: *falls*
Pandora: *shoots gun at karen's head*
Paluine: nice shot!
Pandora: thanks I practice.
Paluine: ssoooo? what are we going to do now?
