Lainie: Oh wowwwww...at least buy a lady a drink first....
"Oh...you want a drink? Lainie....I'll get you a drinkk~"
Lainie: Yeah. About that. How the fuck do you know my name?
"I know everyone's name in this damn bar.."
Lainie: Ah. I see.
He groaned and leaned forward, pulling out his gun and setting it on his lap. It was a pistol, but there seemed to be more of an arsenal somewhere. The guards flinched
Lainie: Jesus christ-what do you want?
"I...feel like I've seen ya in my officee..?"
Lainie: Mh. No, you'd be mistaken.
"Wowww.."
