[@Nikki Moonlight]

Dmitri fiddled with the lock on the car door for a bit.  Damn American cars, nothing but rust buckets.  It took a while, a few muttered curses, a few jiggles of his keys before the door unlocked and he sighed, [b]"Ah, good.  Now we can-"[/b]

*BANG!*

The Russian's head exploded in a spray of red mist, blood and brain splattered across the old pewter sedan.  His lifeless body crumpled before the feet of the Japanese girl, his fedora slipping away...revealing the gory results.