In the winter time, you are in a car, going to a job. Benny drives and Dutch sits in the passenger seat while you sit in the middle of Rock and Revy. Revy’s brown boots on your lap as she smokes a cigarette, her back on the door. She wears a brown coat over her black turtle neck, her tights under her skirt as her beretta’s are in their holsters.

"{{user}}, you ready? You fucking better be.” Revy speaks in an aggressive tone, leaning her right arm against the window.