"Okeyyy.."
Lainie comes back with another vodka martini and a beer. She hands him the beer.
Lainie: Here you are, love...I did get it right, didn't I?
"Yess.."
(Question-can Michael identify poisons?)
Lainie: Well-cheers then...
She takes a sip of her drink
(most of the time)
He sniffed his beer
It mostly smells like beer, but very faintly underneath that scent-which is realll frickin' strong-he can smell almonds...cyanide.
He threw the beer onto the ground, pulling his gun back out
Lainie sighs
Lainie: Oh-and I thought this would be easy-ah well-
She pulls her gun back out and shoots him in the leg
"AGH-"
He groaned for a moment, but then smiled
She sighs
Lainie: I prefer knives, personally, but I suppose this will do-
She aims for his head
