Night on the Town (Bow/Open)

... And the trigger was pulled. A shot rang out from his rifle, and it spiralled through the air, crashing through the small street-level window and landing right into the target's flesh. A red mist of blood and sand particles burst into the air, and the target's body slumped to the floor. For a half second, no one breathed a word, and only once the shock settled over them, did mass panic ensue. The crowd fled for the exits.

The stranger did not stick around to watch the reaction of the two strangers at the bar, but rather with a soft hiss of sand, he dissipated into his cloudy form and drifted away into the night.

The bartender had just brought their drinks out, much to Greed's pleasure. He noticed how quickly Bow drank hers and raised a brow before following suit. His buzz was back in full. He wasn't even sure what he was on at this point but it felt like a million bucks. He noticed a stranger walk into the bar, and immediately thought something was off. The moment Greed wondered what was off about the man, his heart pointed him to the shooter on the roof and Greed his a smirk. He didn't care about some assassin.

"All good things..." He mumbled quietly, not sure if Bow would even hear him.

Then the shot went off, the man dropped. There was blood, panic, people everywhere. Greed himself stood, taking Bow's hand in his. He figured since she was a Titan she'd have to charge after the assassin. He'd have to stop her. Not because he cared whether the killer got away or not, but because the girl was drunk. He was no expert but he imagined that crime fighting drunk was a mistake.

Bow had no such inclination. The girl was drunk off her *#& by the time the stranger walked in and just giggled as Greed downed his as quick as she did hers. The girl had just gotten used to gulping down her alcohol because, you know, the whole underage thing kind of forced her to keep her hobby under the covers.

When Greed whispered, she blinked and looked up at him in confusion. Just as she was about to ask him what he was talking about, the shot went off. Her eyes went wide and she knew what she must do. The girl blinked as he took her hand and looked back at him, giggling lightly. The giggly drunk. "L-let me go, dashingly handsome Azreal! I have to go get the bad guy now!!" She pulled on his hand and giggled even more.

He raised a brow at the girl, realizing just how drunk she was. "...yeah, you're not going to be able to fight crime like that, love."

He went to the body, pulling the drunk Bow along as well, then gave it a quick pat down to find his wallet and open it up. He'd pretend to be looking for a name, but really he'd steal the money out of it first. "Now who'd you *($ off, buddy?"

Finding himself growing less and less concerned by it, Greed put his arm around Bow, pulling her into his side. "Ah well, I guess the police are on their way already... I should get you home, shouldn't I?"