Cynthia grimaced and held up the pouch. The gun to her head only made her smirk and throw the wallet into the air. She took the already out knife and moved while he was going to be distracted with the wallet flying at him she moved to the left of the gun and put the knife to his throat. "Mew~ don't test me boy..." She whispered so only they could here.<br/><br/>Sabrina sat, waiting for a customer.