"Hey no-one looks at her ass but me okay?" Nash scoffs at one of them eyeing her up. Varia scowls at Nash, who obviously pretended to be her protective "boyfriend". She revolted his attitude though. She was not anyone's piece of meat.

"So, you cant tell me why this man's gang has stopped your operations in the last week then? If you point me in the right direction, I might go a little softer on all of you and reduce your jail sentences." He was about to pull out a shotgun at her. "There's a swat team outside."

The SWAT team had the whole place surrounded. "We can do this the easy way without anyone getting shot and we all go back to our business. Or you can leave in a body bag." Nash points his revolver at the barman's head. Varia holds her hand on her hip. "I only need to know where your boss is."