[b]Enrique-The B&B-Emma[/b]

Enrique watched as Emma walked in and set the pistol on the table. Enrique took it and smiled holding it in his hands. It was his priced piece.

"Take a seat, I want to talk to you." Enrique said gesturing to the seat across from him, "What exactly do you think I've done in this apocalypse? Do you think I enjoy killing, that I stomp on puppies for enjoyment? I'm the bad guy to you am I not?"

Enrique said this all in a tone reminiscent of a parent whos teenage kid was angry at them for something they did. He had his legs so that his ankle rested on his knee and he had a gap between his legs. [i]La Pistola[/i] sat on his lap while the shotgun was in his right hand.