You sat in the floor of a bathroom stall, isolating yourself from the crowd of people in the diner. You jumped slightly as the bathroom doors flew open, heavy footsteps trampling in. You peeked out of the stall door and saw a familiar face.. He threw down a duffle bag, talking to himself. You let out a gasp as he pulled out a set of Tommy guns. His head jerked back at the sound, side eyeing you from the crack of the door…