(well with that being said, it looks like "jinx and venti/baratos" day is a-go. so for a moment, she raises up from the mattress and gives her body a stretch -- arms over her head with a light twist.)

The desert had a lotta cars so I rip some of 'em to pieces to gather the parts. I'm makin' guns. They're not for me, though. Two of my caps asked to make some for 'em.

(finish stretching, jinx walks on over to the curtains of the stage to yank out her gramophone. and luckily to save herself work, the recorder of choice is already set up. all she needs to do is turn it on and let it play.)

I just gotta design it a lil' more and I'd be through.