[She heads into the kitchen and sure enough, there's the RED Sniper, in the middle of cooking breakfast. She approaches him carefully, until she's right in front of him.]
Mr Mundy, if you are the real him...I'm very sorry about this.
[There goes the golf trophy, aimed right at his head. She's swinging with all her strength too.]
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[She heads into the kitchen and sure enough, there's the RED Sniper, in the middle of cooking breakfast. She approaches him carefully, until she's right in front of him.]
Mr Mundy, if you are the real him...I'm very sorry about this.
[There goes the golf trophy, aimed right at his head. She's swinging with all her strength too.]