The man smiled, still keeping the gun trained on Maxine. With a soft chuckle, he spoke.
"Oh, are ya that thick? We want Hound Unit offa tha' streets. You've been a thorn- no, a knife in our sides- for a bit too long, sweetie." And with that, he raised a fist and smashed it down onto Maxine's temple.
((So....wanna to skip when everyone is concious?))
((this one still going?))
((Please don't die!))