"It's the Sumeragi that concerns me. But now that you mention it, someone having powers they're fearful of with no knowledge of how to inhibit their abilities. Now that's something I would classify as concerning." Copen claimed.

"In short, you don't trust me, right?" Naomi hinted.

"I never said that." Copen denied.

"You didn't say it outright, but you did insinuate that point." Naomi notified as she pointed her left index finger at Copen.

"I'm not insinuating anything." Copen protested.

"I wasn't doing anything rude either earlier but you made a big ta do about it anyways. Whatever I said seemed like an insult to you." Naomi fumed.

"You did insult me outright when you said my intelligence quotient was below average." Copen mumbled.

"Since when did I call you dumb at any point in the conversation!? Becasue from what I can recall, you were the one making all the insults." Naomi groaned.

"When you asked me if I was making something to help me destroy Gunvolt." Copen answered.

"That was a reference to Wyle E Coyote and the Roadrunner. And to remind you how he's one of my coworkers so you can't eliminate him." Naomi stated.

"I will eventually eradicate him, most likely while you're asleep." Copen whispered.

"I know you'll never be able to do that but if you tried, I'll revive him." Naomi informed.

"For someone who's been on the barrel end of my gun you should know how lethal it is." Copen snarled.

"Ha! Puhlease, you have to use two Bullits for it to actually do anything." Naomi laughed.

"And now you're saying that my equipment is inerior?" Copen supposed.

"I didn't say your gun is sub par. What I"m saying is that it could do with a few upgrades is all." Naomi assured.

"And I think you could do with a personality adjustment but I don't say anything." Copen rebuked.

"Are you saying that you want to take this outside?" Naomi wondered.

"The one thing you've said this entire conversation that actually makes sense." Copen confirmed.

The two went upstairs to the base floor as Mytyl and Lola looked at each other with the same question on their minds. Mytyl shrugged her shoulders before going up the stairs with Lola in tow. When they opened the left front door, Mytyl's jaw dropped. If Lola had one, the combat pod was sure her jaw would drop as well. Naomi was facing West while Copen looked to the North. Copen turned and aimed his gun at Naomi. After the Bullit was fired, Naomi opened her right eye to see the platinum projectile flying at her. Naomi proceeded to do a double backflip and landed on her feet. She turned to look at Copen, rolled her eyes with a smirk and shook her head.

"I'm surprised you can handle a moving target." Naomi mocked.

"I'm impressed that you can mind your manners." Copen snapped.

"At least I can keep my trigger finger in check." Naomi commented.

Copen slightly turned and looked in the opposite direction before heading back inside.

"Well, I'm done." Naomi supposed.

Mytyl tugged on Naomi's shirt. Naomi looked down and to her right to see her sister.

"Aren't you supposed to be at work right now?" Mytyl pondered.

"Yeah, I just need to cool down for a minute is all. Or I'll go back to work with blood on the brain. Probably because my boss is an idiot." Naomi responded.

"Why's that?" Mytyl questioned as she walked with her sister and Lola back inside.

"He was being rather insistant that I do my work or he'd fire me. Turns out it was blackmail. And I thought S-FIT was a hostile work environment with all the laser traps." Naomi elucidated.

"What's blackmail?" Mytyl queried.

"It's when someone uses the victims personal information against them in exchange for something such as a good, service or information." Naomi elaborated.

"And that's what your boss was trying to do with you?" Mytyl worried.

"He's done worse." Naomi remembered.

"I'm glad he got shot, it serves him right." Lola huffed.

Naomi bit her lower lip to prevent herself from saying something she'd regret.

"You don't even know him." Naomi sighed.

Deciding enough was enough, Naomi went into the kitchen to make herself some coffee. Just then, she got a marvelous and evil idea when she looked in the fridge. She made the coffee, got two thermometers and put them into the cups on the counter. Worried his elder sister was up to her shenanigans and feeling he had to monitor her, Copen searched for Naomi. Finding her in the kitchen, Copen looked curiously at the thermometers. Naomi turned around and jumped when she noticed he was there.

"What are you doing?" Copen wondered.

"They say coffee tastes different at certain temperatures 175 degrees and the other is 155. Would you mind testing it for me?" Naomi answered.

Copen first took a sip from the hotter cup, which actually had coffee in it.

"The first one is sweet. I wonder about the second one." Copen stated.

"Go ahead and try it, I wanna see if it's true but I'd be biased or swayed probably." Naomi joked, hoping Copen would fall for her little act.

And sure enough, he did. He sputtered and spat out the second "drink".

"This stuff is awful. It tastes like soy sauce." Copen complained.

"That's because it is!" Naomi laughed.

"Why you-!" Copen fumed as he took out his gun and aimed for Naomi who dodged to the right as the Bullit went through the wall, and right through right entrance door directly under the doorknob.

Naomi ran, giggling with joy from her victory as Copen proceeded to chase her. Mytyl and Lola following to stop Copen before he put a hole in their sister.