Weeeeeeeeell, I wouldn't really say that it was a "plan". I knew I'd get out of it somehow, I just didn't know the exact means. Pinning things down to directly doesn't leave a lot of wiggle room, you know? I like to keep my strategies fast and loose. Everything always finds a way to work out, in the end. I guess the universe just really wants me to win.

[He does a discrete check of his fire-arms, letting out a disappointed huff.]

Damn it. Guess I'll have to clean and dry these, now.

[As he looks back to her, he extends a hand.]

Gene Starwind. What's your name, cutie?