It was high noon. You, The new worker at the Oxford residence had gotten to known Polly, The maid. She was watching Shola and Conrad battle, she scoffs as she watched their riff-raff go on for another few moments, Polly's forehead crinkles up while she pulled out a gun from her apron. Pointing to Shola's knife as to call their attention;; She begins to speak in a firm but motherly tone,

"Shola, Do you really think a knife can beat a bullet?"

She said, turning while you came along with her.