"Wow, relax! I can help you!" You answer quickly to her aggressive inquiry.
"You? Help me?" She scoff. "You can barely pay your rent on time and believe you can help me in any way?"
"Godamnit, is that how you treat people who are nice to you?" You ask, getting pissed.
"Yeah, right, 'cause you're just such a good Samaritan, aren't you?"
You just roll your eyes and decide to get the gun out, without waiting for an approval that would never come.
She snort in answer, but she back off a little, brushing her hair behind her ear.
"Well, whatever... I'm going to get that sucker towed in no time." She said taking out her cell phone and dialing a number.
"Hello? Yeah, I wanted to report a douchebag that decided to park in a space where he doesn't belong!"
"Yeah he's on... Uh... Hang on a minute!"
She says as she watches you point the gun toward the truck.
"What are you..." She begins as you press the trigger.
Her eyes grow wide as she watch the imposing truck parked in her spot dwindle in a flash of light emitted by the gun in your hand.
When the truck reaches the size of a dinky toy car, you stop firing and turn to an awestruck Andrea, smirking and blowing imaginary smoke from the barrel.
Andrea stands there, mouth agape, eyes darting between you and the tiny car. After a few seconds, the voice from the receptionist can be heard from the phone hanging loosely in her hand. Finay, she snaps out of it and rushes the phone back to her ear.
"Uh... Yeah... Sorry, the guy just came and moved his car, thanks!" She spouts and quickly hangs up.
She slowly walks to the edge of the sidewall and bend over, getting a closer look at the reduced vehicle standing in the middle of the parking spot.
She looks back to you.
"Ok what did you do, and how did you do it?"
"Oh, so now you care about my help?" You ask in a mocking voice.
"Don't use that tone with me, you're taking me for an idiot?! People can't just shrink cars like that!" She's asks getting back up and marching towards you.
"Well maybe I found a way..." You answer enigmatically, raising an eyebrow and giving a smug smile.
"Cut the crap! In three years you were my tenant, you couldn't pay the rent on time half of the time. And now you're telling me you invented a shrinking ray? Bullshit!" She says poking you in the chest.
You reel back, rubbing the sore spot she just created.
"Careful there, you're not the the one with a shrink gun are you?" You answer, still sporting your smug grin.
"Oh, I would not be so sure about that..." She says, taking out...
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