As we were walking around we came upon this this crazy bandit that started screaming at Quinn and I.
"Shoot me in the face, not the foot, not arm, the face! I'm gonna sing a song and by the end of it I shall be shot in the face: la la la la lala la! Why am I not shot in the face yet? Shoot me in THE GODDAMN FACE! Face face face face! Please just shoot me in the face."
I looked a Quinn and she just nodded so I just pointed my gun at the crazy guy and shot.
"THANK YOU!" He screamed, after I shot him.
"Well that was easy," Quinn smirked.