This time, there's some hesitation. Lindianne looks at Rabbit wide-eyed before looking at Voodoo. It takes a moment to steel herself before taking the pistol. "All right. That's fair game." No need to sight this time. She knows how it works. She knows it pulls ever-so-slightly to the left.

And she knows it's going to bruise no matter where she shoots.

"Nothing personal," she says to Voodoo as she points the pistol at him. "You know that." The first shot is to the shoulder. The second, to the bicep. The third, to his ribs. The fourth is a textbook shot for center mass. She quickly hands off the pistol to Rabbit before taking a step back.

"Don't even think about it," she says blandly. "My birthday is a secret." Now she winks at Voodoo. "And you'll never find it." No revenge for him.