"Easy," Andrei replied, "I'd hate to have to waste any ammo on our-" He paused for a moment, trying to think of the right word, "[i]guest[/i]."
	Andrei kept to his cleaning, inspecting the sight line on the slide and the smoothness of the recoil spring. "Just find out what she wants, [i]without hurting her[/i]. They're sneaky, I'll give them that, but I've been in this business far too long; I'd hoped that if I ignored them long enough they'd move on," He continued, "But now it's a [i]problem[/i]."
	Andrei sighed, put his cleaning items away, and reassembled his Browning. He slid the magazine back into place, and racked the slide with a satisfying [i]clack[/i].

Andrei holstered the gun, and ran a hand through his hair. He kicked back a little on the bench, watching for any other curious souls that may be prowling about.