[It's a long way from where Cindy was to Matafon and even a longer way than usual with all the rabid assholes clogging up the streets. She's been sidetracked and sidetracked some more, ending up in Howl Market rather than near Ivan's apartment. Now in front of her are two bears, a polar and a grizzly, who have decided that now is the time for a National Geographic documentary.
Cindy is no mood for a front row seat. Though that polar bear is ringing a few loud bells in her head, she still aims her gun at the grizzly that's closest to her.]
I swear if either one of you don't get the fuck out of my way, I'll have two new fur coats for the winter.
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Cindy is no mood for a front row seat. Though that polar bear is ringing a few loud bells in her head, she still aims her gun at the grizzly that's closest to her.]
I swear if either one of you don't get the fuck out of my way, I'll have two new fur coats for the winter.