2 a.m. at the gas station, Gold Star.

"... and then the other you mistaken my drink for hers. That face was so priceless. It is not just a face of disgust. It was a face of what happened to my drink," Jane says.

"Ha ha ha. Wow. She thought she was drinking an orange soda. But she drunk your beer. I wish I would of seen that," Bass compliments. 

"And the best part is that she thinks that I poured my drink into hers. She didn't look for at least a couple of minutes."

Bass laughs. She is amused about the story.

"Hold on Bass. Someone's here." Then Jane grabs a pistol from under the counter. Then she aims at the door. "Screw off, robber! I'm armed."

The robber peeks and gets shot at. Then a flurry of running steps going away. Jane lowers her gun. Then places her 9mm back from underneath the counter.

"Damn robbers," Jane says.

"Wow sis, I don't envy you. From my universe you were a Nuclear engineer."

Jane stares at her. "Damn. Did I pick the wrong profession."

Bass laughs and later joined by Jane. Then Jane notices someone else.

"Hey sis! You are here," Jane shouts.

Bass looks at the doorway.