"Don't just look good, feel good too. You ever get a shot to the balls, followed up by a bayonet getting jammed there?" [b][i]She asks Wilson, a slight smile creeping to the corners of her face, a thick Russian accent lacing her words. [/i][/b]"Well I sure as shit wouldn't blame him if he did." [b][i]Alexandra says to Wolf, a slight chuckle following her words. [/i][/b]