Sarah could be heard trying to not burst into laughter throughout Levi's posh guy speech. It was just perfect, even if there was a chance he would suffer for it. By the end, she couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing like an idiot while the two mercs seemed [I]quite[/I] pissed off at both Levi and his friend. "Oh my god! I wish I could high five you right now!" Sarah kept laughing, despite the piercing look she was getting.

The leader here calmly pushed his cigar into Levi's cheek, while the other went around to Sarah's side and smacked her across the face. That triggered something. With Levi being defiant, Sarah felt so much more confident. "Agh! Oooh, you just wait until I get free! I'll slap the bitch outta you!"

"Shut it, I wasn't bluffing when I said I'd hook your eye out - so cool off and just answer the questions! Spill everything you know about Weaver..." The main interrogator asked, again, not so kindly. He drew his knife from a belt sheath and looked at Levi first, then he went around to the redheaded vault dweller. "No more screwing around. Tell me what I need to know, or I'm gonna take her eye out." The interrogator said, running the edge of the cold steel blade along Sarah's cheek, slowly inching towards her left eye.

"W.. Wait.. We have no idea.. I wasn't even aware Chief left the Vault until today! Don't..." Sarah whispered but loud enough to hear, her voice shaking too much to not be pure fear, "Levi, t-tell him!"