[CHAT STARTS]

V:"The job is done."

L:"Yeah yeah, say uh... you know how to stitch up a gunshot wound?"

V:"Uh... My job is to kill people. Not to heal em."

L:"You got a car or something?"

V:"Why?"

L:"I need someone to take me to the hospital."

V:"You have a limo."

L:"I am bleeding."

V:"So?"

L:"I won't fucking get a single blood drop on my limo."

V:"Why not?"

L:"I'd rather bleed out than do this to her."

V:"Her? Fucking hell you're such a freak. Fine. I'll come over and pick you up."