Two shots. One weapon, three rounds. He was really off. He boasted himself as being the best shot in L.A. He really needed to keep on it. He was getting rusty. Lowering his blaster the steam clouded his vision for a minute. The score showed up in the screen. Perfect. Jack knew there was one more level, and it annoyed him. He didn't realize he was being watched until the set up began to reset itself and he took a step back.
"..Tori." Surprised. But a good one. Normally they weren't so nice when it came to things sneaking up on him. This was one of the few that he'd welcome. This, Alyssa, Sam. Speaking of Sam..he really needed to drag him out of the house soon. Guy was spending to much time indoors, how did he not go stir-crazy?