She stared at him with a confused look on her face, "Uh... my last name is Roberts... if that's what you mean. The only other 'Roberts' I know is my dad, but he couldn't be the one your looking for." She waved a hand in front of her face, coughing slightly as tobacco smoke wafted into her nostrils. She always hated cigarettes. Especially the smell.<br/><br/>Her hand stopped moving, and her heart almost stopped pumping as well. "Shot?!" she squeaked in surprise and horror. "What kind of place am I in where I could get SHOT?!" She looked positively aghast at such a prospect.