"So you're the little bitch that can't learn her place." Luigi said, reaching into his jacket pocket. "Your friends warned me about you, now I see why." Pulling his hand from his jacket, he flashed the chrome finish of a gun before pointing it at her. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring a... crowbar? to a gun fight?"<br/><br/>The moment he brandished the gun, he assumed the confrontation was over. "Tell you what, since you're so eager to help, why don't you? Give me that toy, pick her up, and start heading to the warehouse. Easy now, no funny business."<br/><br/><hr/>Mario continued to be oblivious to Jasmine's presence even as she pushed off the wall. It was only as she shoved her skateboard towards his head that his eyes suddenly went wide, as though he just saw her. "The fu-" he didn't even have a chance to swear before she made contact, scrambling to get up and chase her. Jasmine's fingers were tickling, as though a current of static was shooting through her, asshe emerged from the shadows. Before she could consider the sensation, Mario crashed into her back with his shoulder lowered, and effort to tackle the poor girl. With the at wall nearby, she was in bad danger or bashing her head against a surface.<br/><br/><hr/>Every hit, every stomp, every attack she landed only made Pauly tighten his grip. The moment she stopped struggling couldn't come soon enough. "There we go..." he whispered as she drifted into unconsciousness. "That's a good girl... Nice and easy..."