3--The Retreat
"i know how to make a molotov cocktail, though." "but do you have any liquor on you?" tris sighed, "'cuz i sure as hel don't." "no... markie would have, but i don't." leona shrugged.
Last Light For Los Angeles: Chapter 2 - Hollywood's Final Act, Part Two
Grenades and home made molotov cocktails detonated all around the police, who were defiantly not equipped for such a conflict. even the arrival of a swat team appeared to have made little difference as they too were gunned down or forced to hit the deck.
The End is Where We Start From
After letting boxworthy see them he wiped the bar clean with a cocktail napkin. "i figured with all your experience you would know something about them and that you'd be able to advise me."
Black Meridian 18: Running on Fumes
"you and you two are gonna go right in there and start swinging, while my metallic friend and i here go round back and pop off a few cocktails. when the smoke gets too much, tuck yer tails and run like hell. if you don't hear from me, we're good."
Like a Cauldron Burning [Chapter One]
The window was open, bringing the scents of exotic cooking and diesel exhaust up from the streets in a savory, decadent cocktail. there was something else in that smell, something closer, wafting in from the kitchen.
El Perro Asado
``there is nothing wrong with expecting your employees to have some standards'' pick returned putting the completed cocktail on to her tray.
The Temple of Tikal
One was a simple baileys on the rocks, whilst the other two had different coloured cocktails; once they had their drinks and paid they move over to one of the round bay seats and splay themselves out to drink and talk about their day at work, glancing over
Zootopia: The Initiative - Chapter 7
The lobby had a small area cordoned off to restrict access to the general public, and several other very well-dressed (and rather attractive) members of the cast were sipping cocktails in recliners while a limited press presence looked on, hiding their cameras
Zootopia: Tragedy and Friendship Part. 1
As the weasel looked at the business men rather cockily he started to hug nick a little closer to himself and put his head up towards him while taking another swig of his cocktail, nick smiling down at the weasel rather nervously.
An Advanced Reality
As a molotov sailed over the box, i realized it was a trap, jumping off of the platform as the cocktail exploded. a shard of metal from the bottle hit my back, driving me down to fifteen health. "you here?"
Thanksgiving Sleepover
"shrimp cocktails kept disappearing. wasn't hard to figure out sly. and i know you always stand to the left of the person that can see you when you make yourself invisible to others." she replied.
2:16 All The Wrong Reasons
"i swear, i've never seen a more depressed cocktail waitress." jenna jumped slightly as she turned around to be greeted by the doxie. "yours" he offered her a glass of clear bubbling liquid, which she accepted. "it's just been a long day."