"Ah, so you've been the guy following me?" she cooed, staring back at him. "I should kill you right now, but sadly..." She murmured, pressing against him, trying to keep him against the wall, as her free hand searched him for another weapon. "I think we might be in a bit of prediciment. And I think I might need your help on this one..." She whispered, staring at him, before pulling away and picking up his gun and pointing the barrel at him. "So, you can help me and I'll let you live, or you can help me, and I'll kill you later."