Ellis had been hanging around the gun shop for a little while.. god knows how long. He was practically rambling to himself about every attachment and what it did to every gun in that shop, the models, the make and year, what it did, mimicking the sound and pretending to shoot zombies when he picked them up.

"And this.. my favorite of course, for myself and not them ladies.. a silenced submachine gun!!" He said cheerfully to himself, picking it up and pointing it around in the shop as if pretending to shoot around, mimicking the sounds.

"Boom! Another bomber down.. oh no! There's a tank! Golly.. 'magine if I got my hands on one o' these ol' bad boys! Best little compa t automatic fire arm I coulda' ever held in my hands.. who would ever care about the accuracy on this ol' thing if ya got high fire rates and great stop power?? This thingy is a beaut!" He chuckled loudly to himself, admiring the model of the gun and it's original, though extremely basic and normal, black color with some simply silver accents around the weapon.