Ray flinched. "W-What? Y-You can't be serious..."
Ronnie, having finished with his third woman, stood, dressed, and chuckled. "Poor Ray...probably comatose in a hospital." He called out to HAL. "Hey! I'm gonna head home, a'ight? You know where I'm at. Come get me if ya wanna party again!" He stepped out, adjusted his coat, and jumped on the racing bike. Ronnie sped off, back towards the estate, an evil grin on his face. "Well...now that I've tested out this new suit...time to bag Ray's girl!" He picked up speed, and shot the bird at a passing police officer.