Nobody was expecting a visitor, but Lisa Sharp doesn't hesitate.
She presses her gun against Pinky's forehead loaded with intent to kill.

PINKY: Peppermint! LISA SHARP: Wha? PINKY: Give the girl, your sister, peppermint! It's a cure for bad headaches. LISA SHARP: That's what she's cryin' about? A little HEADACHE? PINKY: A very bad one can be debilitating. Erm...My father was a doctor. JAYJAY: Peppermint don't grow in the swamp, but there's a ton of it behind the Red River. LISA SHARP: EASY.

A faint wave of satisfaction arrives on Lisa Sharp's face.

LISA SHARP: Thanks Puffball.

Sharp points her gun point blank at Pinky. Pinky cowers for her life.

LISA SHARP: NOW DIE!!!

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