"Shit, this is all goin' wrong," he thought to himself as he looked at
the girl. Just stopping time like this was going to get him in a lot
of trouble. Why was he doing this for the bitch that stepped on his
foot anyway?
He walked up to the girl, tapping the flask at his belt and nodding to
himself. He took a quick swig, puffed up his cheeks as if to spit it
at her, considered, and then swallowed with a grin. He took another
sprig and sprayed the girl with the fluid, which vanished into her
frozen form immediately.
After grabbing the knife with a hop and stepping back away from the
girl, he unfroze time with a snap of his fingers. She instantly
reddened and her posture slackened.
"Hey, *hic*, wheresh my knife?" she asked with a drunken slur.