Lisa watched Christie for a moment as she lit up again. She didn't like the mood she was in. Whenever Christie was in one of those moods, no good would come from it.
"So, Lisa. What is new with my little sister? I remember you watching a million movies about this sort of situation. You must be having the time of your life." She patronized again, taking a short drag from the cigarette.
"Shut up, Okay? We aren't on speaking terms at any time, that doesn't make a difference even now. Your actions are beyond terrible." She replied with a little anger.
"Aw. So that means we cannot reconcile around a group of corpses? That honestly has broken my heart." Christie sneered.
Lisa left, sure that Ivan could probably handle her, she went to the hall wondering where the gun storage was. If she was going to stay here, she'd need one.