Timeout Shootout

(Part of a writing exercise)

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"And so there we were: me and the strange woman in yellow back to back with maybe 20 or 30 lowdown goons around us." told Gaberal, "Her with a guns, me with a stick."

"Grandpa, are you sure this story's real? You don't seem very..." questioned his youngest niece
"What, Adventurous?" said Gabe, as smug as a Junebug, "I'll have you know I was incredible in my youth. Now sush. I'm getting to the good part. There were about 20 or 30 of them around us. Then, the slightest crack in the formation appeared. Before I could make a break for it, and before she could break though, Ol' Big Bobby appeared."

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So, you thought you could escape from us, Watson? You must've been dumber than you look." Bobby spoke

"I ain't Watson, I'm Joe!" Amelia cried

"...What are you-"

"Joe MAMA! REEEEEEE" She exclaimed, right before suddenly spinning in a circle to spray bullets everywhere.

Bobby, as well as all his men, quickly ducked down and behind anything they could get to, less they be hit by the madwoman with twin revolvers and no sense of sanity to be seen. Then, quicker than they could hear the bullets stop, Amelia grabbed Gaberal's hand and rocketed out of the saloon.

"Couldn't you have warned me you were going to do that!?" cried Gaberal

"Can't warn you of something I didn't plan twelve seconds ago!" exclaimed the craziest woman he had ever met