So Betty legs it off down the alley as well. Well, I'm not letting HIM take her up the back alley, or anywhere else for that matter, so I follow down there, with my nice flame-thrower hissing away merrily. Betty must have thought something of him I guess. But it's no use trying to argue with this Betty, she just comes at you, even when you're holding the flame-thrower, she's pretty mad now. But that's the trouble, I mean she looks so nice and cute, waving that pipe around.
Women can be so attractive when they're angry.
It isn't going to work out with me and this Betty. I can tell this as I run backwards. I put my weapon away to try to reassure her, hopefully I might get a chance to pull out a different kind of weapon at some later time, for use down some dark alley, even up a back alley maybe. But as I stumble around away from her, she takes no notice of my sign of friendship, and so I keep on running as I just can't bear to torch her. Pretty little pipe-wielding street kid that she is.