Kelly follows the count in her own head, already having sighted in the doorway, mouthing off quietly as she prepares for Misha to come rushing out.
"The laws of comedy dictate that a nut shot is in order, but Nicky would never forgive me if his boyfriend took up soprano in the mutie choir. Soooo... small intestine, can you say hello to Mr. .30 caliber steel jacketed round? I knew you could."
The gun is silenced, of course, only a soft pop as she takes her shot.
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