[ She doesn't flash her own knife. If there's something to prove, that hammer should handle it — and if blondie turns unfriendly, she wants any advantage she can get. ]
I don't have anything to trade.
[ Marlene doesn't like where this is going. No one really gets something for nothing. She finally plants her foot, turns to stare him down. Well. Stare him up. Christ, he's tall. ]
And I don't make it. You want to talk plain, here?
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I don't have anything to trade.
[ Marlene doesn't like where this is going. No one really gets something for nothing. She finally plants her foot, turns to stare him down. Well. Stare him up. Christ, he's tall. ]
And I don't make it. You want to talk plain, here?