>>18539800>>18539810>"Listen, Kasumi, I don't have time for this. I'm grieving for one of my friends and trying to find another other. At any and every waking moment, I expect to come under attack by an a complete lunatic who commands military hardware, explosives, and an army of killer attack crows as if it wasn't already bad enough that she's six feet tall with a baseball bat and strong as a bull. Let me make this perfectly clear, I'd love to be safe and know that my friends are safe and go back to my computer and make little charts and trade childish vulgar insults with you, but that's not an option right now.">"Kasumi O'Brian, I DO NOT NEED THIS SHIT FROM YOU RIGHT NOW. Is that CLEAR?">"And yet, you're riding a little too high on yourself and so I have no CHOICE but to acknowledge the threat that you claim to pose. But in reality? You think you're gonna outwrestle ME? Oh, sure, in a brawl, I'm sure you hit hard and your pain tolerance is through the roof, and when the tremors aren't kicking in, you're even a FINE technical wrestler. But here's a little secret, Kasumi: I can hold my liquor too, and I can damn sure hold my own in the ring with the likes of you. That Tequila Sunrise you're so proud of? Heh, just like a real Tequila Sunrise, I bet I can take about four or five of 'em before it starts affectin' me.">"And speak of that lowlife thief Kelly DiVanna, you'll be lucky if you don't end up in the ICU next to her after Robyn McDaid thrashes her. Then you'll BOTH have to call Cassie to come get y....."Colby stops. A slack, stricken look overtakes her face, the aggression of her promo forgotten.
>"Actually, shit. C-Can you do me a favor? Call Cassie Kade. Her sister Nikki is missing. If she has any idea how to find her..... tell her to please help. Or call me. Or something."Colby looks down, speaking softly. The promo is obviously over.
>"Sorry. I gotta go." 