“Well look at what the wolves dragged in, heh! You came to see me I take it?”

Shaw has a crooked grin and puts out his cigarette in an ashtray, gesturing toward his truck and the deer upon the hood.

“Just got ‘em this morning, ran right out infront of my truck! Honestly it’s a miracle that it didn’t dent it but…this beauty? Oh she’s been with me through thick and thin! Just like my sweet, precious Lorraine!”

The hunter pulled out his rifle and showed you with pride.