I don't like to be the bearer of bad tidings,
but the stairs are out, unless you're bullet-proof. You ain't bullet-proof, are ya?
What about the lifts?
Well, the lifts is going down, and normally, when trying to escape somewhere,
ain't it clever to head in the direction of the exit? Like the roof?
Right. That would be clever. Like making me ditch my guns?
Ouch! Yeah, maybe you'd better start looking for some weapons.
Hey, don't sweat it girl, the man will save you.
Hasn't happened yet.