Not yet then? Hours ago they were as good as dead. What a terrific bounce back to spend time fucking. Even if it doesn't happen, it's great to be alive. Fucking great.

"What am I doin'? Trying to come up with a decent way out. And a story. We had a drive-by, that's all good. If this isn't California, we might get some super friendly folks wanting to know where we're from, what we do for a living? Having a story helps."

Let it be known that Larry didn't say lie. Their story could be based in truth. Not too much though, especially if someone goes knocking on doors wanting details of their whereabouts. Listen to him, who does he think he is? Mr. Pink? Paranoid little piece of shit.