[MOVED]

-… Oh.

Well.

He never expected a gun to be involved in this little scenario.

Almost instantly, Zeke let out a girlish scream and leapt high enough to actually end up sticking to the wall above the shop’s store; GOD BLESS STICKY PADS AND FROG-LIKE ATHLETICISM.-

   She lets out a disgusted scoff and spits at the ground underneath where he previously stood

Fuckin' unbelievable..

   She slings the gun over her shoulders and drapes each arm on either side, cocking an eyebrow

You say psychopath, I say psychic type.

   She suddenly dips her words in honey, they sounded so sweet.

Come back again some time!

   And she flips the gun over and points it back up at him

But only if you actually want to buy something.

-HE LET OUT A LOUD, SHOCKED CROAK.

And then his expression soured and looked just as angry as the girl’s.-

Oh, hell no.

COME OUT HERE AND SAY THAT RIGHT TO MY FACE, ASSHOLE.

   And she does just that.

   The reflections in the window must've properly hid the sash around her torso, carrying an automatic rifle on her back. 

   And as she steps from the window through the cake shop door, she pulls it off, and points it to him.

Do I need to do some crowd control for an aggressive civilian

Or are you going to be a compliant customer?

   she drapes herself over the nearest solid object, groaning dramatically