[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia[/b][/color] [b]&[/b] [b][color=fff79a]Lawson[/color][/b][/h1][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] In Front Of The Sporting Goods Store Near Town Square[/center][hr]

	Cynthia looks over towards Riley and nods slightly as she is lead back over to the group. [color=f26522]"Stars, lights, camera, action. He did this. I know he did this. We can stop it. No we can't. Why not? You see what he did to Dj? Yeah I see it. That's why we can't. That's why we have to. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes."[/color] Cynthia is obviously rambling with herself, going back and forth like some demented version of Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck... Duck Season, Rabbit Season, Duck Season, Rabbit Season, over and over again. 

	That is until Roxanne shows up and Cynthia slumps to the ground. At which point she starts singing...

	[color=f26522]"Roxanne you don't have to put on the red light
	Those days are over you don't have to sell your body to the night
	Roxanne you don't have to wear that dress tonight
	Walk the streets for money you don't care if it's wrong or if it's right."[/color]

	Yeah, she's lost it. Lawson looks at her confused and then back over to Tuesday and chuckles. [color=fff79a]"Well, long as you know what yer doin' I don'ts care if yas are,"[/color] he chuckles. His speech is a bit slurred, it is obvious that the blood loss it starting to take its toll on him. The ambulance pulls up and the back door flings open as the paramedics rush the gurney over to him.