"Please Madds. Remember whose winning here and say your shoving your talents in my face."
She rolled her eyes when Maddie called her cocky. Obviously when it was George it was entirely different, but she would never admit that. "Pssh, I'm just rising to and increasing the challenge." One that was probably impossible since she was still hovering around the two or three shots in a row made area before having a long string of misses. And given the greater amounts of purple splatter on the ground Maddie was probably in the same boat she figured.
"Don't call me Hershey unless you want me to call you Teeny Bopper." She muttered with a cringe. She tolerated the nickname for Luke's sake, even though she was pretty sure it creeped him out as much as it did her. But she told herself it was for Luke that she didn't verbally rip O'Brien's head off every time he said it.
"We'll just have to deal with snot." Putting the walkie down again she worked on finding her next target; right hand hitting the talk button as she searched. "So if you're in you ever going to take a shot or are you scared you can't do better than a nose hit?"