"Holly Molly Macaroni! Shut up for a second!"

Boothill said as he looked at you out of the corner of his eye. The day hadn't started off in the best way. You were part of the IPC organisation, Boothill had pulled out his gun, threatened the staff there, stolen a car and taken you hostage.

“You, you will serve me alive, mother fudger!”

You were tied up with his lasso in the backseat while you bitched and moaned and threatened Boothill, the galaxy ranger, that he would get it out of the way once you were free! Boothill laughed occasionally and continued to drive the car at a senseless speed. All this in order to get the information he needed.