"A couple of bi-"

Steph gives the man another solid kick before he can finish that thought. He tries to grab her foot, but he's just a second too slow.

"I have an idea," Steph notes, her voice dark and dripping with hatred as she takes the magazine from the gun and clears the jammed cartridge. She takes a step back, giving herself room in case he gets up fast enough to try to stop her. He rolls over to struggle to his feet for exactly that purpose.