Markus didn't have any idea what was going on as he watched this all unfold When the woman asked if he was coming.  Well he could go with the attractive if intimidating female or stay and potentially get shot. No contest.  He immediately sprung form the sell and scoped up a dropped handgun.  he checked the mag, still two or three shots left, he shoved it in an inside coat pocket and zipped up so it would swing around obviously.  It was better than nothing.  He thought he would be done with gun-play and getting shot at, and running around with a bunch of crooks and murderers and all that.  That was, apparently, not correct.<br/>"The name is Markus."  He said and offered a hand to the woman as they proceeded out. "Nice to meet you, now would someone mind telling me what is going on?"