The Detective Is Already Dead, Vol. 1

Siesta and I both aimed at that spot, fired at the exact same time—

And then…

…a dull sound, and a brief wail, told us it was all over.

“I see. To tell you the truth, I might have slept with you once. I considered it, at least.”

“Well, why didn’t you say so sooner? Next time, just tell me!”

At the end, we burst out laughing like a pair of idiots.