"GO ahead".  Carol stepped slightly aside from Tiphanie.  Her gun held in both hands, not quite pointed at anybody, but not lowered either.<em>Icy bitch,</em>carol thought,<em>Not shaken in the least.</em>Something about her, though.  The short hairs on the back of her neck were prickling.  She flicked her eyes at the injured  woman "Are you-"  She cut off and glanced at the nude woman.  "What's your name, hon?  If you don't want to say right now,"  Another look at the crazy woman "I can wait for it."