[He almost rolls his eyes in derision. Clearly Adler has never seen how Moriarty gets when he crashes her cars. Instead, he only restrains himself from flipping her off.] Already done. Believe it or not...
[He moves quickly, all sinuous, catlike grace. Ending up colliding with one of the cars in the street is not his idea of a good ending to the night. In one movement, his hand is already off the steering wheel and on the grip of the gun. It doesn't take long to reorient himself with the familiar weight of the gun, and he presses his back against the passenger seat so that he's facing backwards. The car behind them swerves into sight. Too far over. He grins, taking only a heartbeat to line the two up.]
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[He moves quickly, all sinuous, catlike grace. Ending up colliding with one of the cars in the street is not his idea of a good ending to the night. In one movement, his hand is already off the steering wheel and on the grip of the gun. It doesn't take long to reorient himself with the familiar weight of the gun, and he presses his back against the passenger seat so that he's facing backwards. The car behind them swerves into sight. Too far over. He grins, taking only a heartbeat to line the two up.]
...this isn't exactly my first car chase, love.