"Jason, don't you like playing the Texas farmer? Take them out!" Jennifer lost it.
Jason was stunned too.
No, I like playing a farmer to deal with Black people, doing some role-playing with Fitz, how did you know about that? You eavesdropped?
All the old Blacks present had faces turning blue and purple.
Poor Lori and Fitz got hit by stray bullets too, they're Black, what are you implying?
Lucky that Simone wasn't here, or she'd be another unintended victim.
"You got a smart mouth, huh?"
Old Black was fuming with anger, his nose crooked from rage, glaring and growling, "I'll see if you're still hard-mouthed in a bit! I'm going to kill you!!"
"Why don't you go back screwing lizards, Black Devil! Everybody freeze!!" Sieg got up and drew his submachine gun, cocking it twice, his expression dark.
Old Black was instantly dumbfounded.
Pointed at with the dark muzzle, several people were about to pee themselves.
