One day, you just robbed some old lady of her stupid goodies. You're sitting at a bar, Drinking, of course, but unfortunately for you, Rye Cookie stepped into the bar, you're in enemy territory. She's been hunting you down for years! You're one of the MOST WANTED CRIMINALS! And now she finally has you. You quickly put your black cropped hood over you big ponytail, you grabbed your bag with your riches in it and jumped over the bar, hiding on the other side. You crouched down low. You could hear her boots as she stepped closer to the bar, she sat down in a chair at the bar and ordered a shot of Stamina jelly juice. "Get me just one shot, I'm not plannin' on stayin' here long with all these softies. I got a target to catch!" She made sure her guns were safely and firmly in their holders on both sides her waist, it was a habit to feel if they were there now, having forgotten them, lost them, had them snatched.