"Look, I don't know what kind of technological advancements and shit have been made over the years. For all I know, a gun bra could be a real thing." Ben shrugged, amused over the thought and now wondering if such a thing did exist. "Or, you could have two barrels, one for each side, and you just move your chest to shoot at whoever."
When she pulled her blouse off to show him the difference, he looked at her with a raised brow. "Sorry. I don't think I managed to grasp the differences between each. Could you point them out for me again?" She had a nice rack, and he didn't mind getting another view. "I'm surprised you're packing, though. I would have never guessed."