They lock eyes while moving in rhythm to the pulsing beat. Wrapping their arms around each other and drawing closer.
Alice rests her head on John’s shoulder, glancing ahead of him. She sees a man in a black suit, holding his hand to his ear.
“They’re here, 10 o'clock babe,” she whispers.
Looking over her shoulder, John spots another suited man behind her.
He nods “behind you, on my mark.”
Alice reaches for John’s waist and discretely grabs a handgun. While he grabs another from her purse.
Alice focuses intently, “Say when.”
They slowly raise their weapons.