"Oh brilliant, why don't we have a party while we are at it? There's nothing else to do," Anya comments sarcastically.
Zedd pokes his head around with the machine gun still pointing at Gordon. "I'm helping here...!" "I just said get the hell out!" Leon yells. "Wait... Is that Leon shouting?" Vinnie says hearing Leon through the phone.
Anya puts a hand on her head "all of you, sofa now! No guns, leave them there." She orders before pointing to a spot.
Nigel shrugs and walks to the sofa. "All I have is my cane. And... Zedd right? Val would've shot you before you could push down the trigger."
Leon and zedd both unload there guns. "I know when a lady means well. I'm a gentleman I respect that." Zedd says putting the gun on the table next to Leon's pistol and them both putting there ammo in there pockets.
Anya clips Zedd round the back of his head with a hand "then learn about boundaries," she comments before putting Mia on loudspeaker, placing the phone on a table. She gets out her gun "you're up first, why the hell are you here," she says, putting the barrel to Zedd's head.
(Not when Zedds around) "To save your ass! I am Leon's brother after all" he says pushing away the gun.
Anya puts the gun back to his head "I haven't finished yet. You'll know when I've finished. The simplest reason you are here, in two words," she says coldly.
"Wrong. The fundamental reason, or should I say drive, that might give you a hint," Anya clicks a bullet into place "have another go."
"Because reason..." He says turning and putting the gun to his temple. "Go on do it. Is that answer your wanting "Your love" because it ain't"
"And what are you trying to do now?" Anya comments, moving the gun closer "because you never know, my finger may accidentally pull the trigger."
"People screw up at times. Aw well. I'll allow you to take the time to think what your doing before I take the gun and make you use it as a plug for your backside"
Anya smiles at him sweetly "I'm sorry, but right your brain is going through something called fight or flight. Of the two, you are choosing fight, why?" She comments, pushing the gun closer. "How much further do you reckon i have to go to get you to wet yourself?"
"The rest of your life. Shoot me I dare you. You sure that's even loaded or even your gun?" He says smiling.