[Lupin is similarly scoping out the haunts from up high--for different reasons. Should he run out of bullets in both his semi-auto and his revolver, he wanted to find the best locations for a different bit of madness. The barkeeps would hate him at the end of the confrontation, but he would be drunk on both adrenaline and spirits.
...There's a man in red in your vicinity. Have at.]
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...There's a man in red in your vicinity. Have at.]