As Gunner was walking out Alexandra stepped into his path not allowing him to pass. She glared up at him, having heard what he had said to her brother.

"Hey pissy pants. Do you even know what an Honorable discharge is? My brother didn't go AWOL you fucking piece of shit. If he had gone AWOL, he wouldn't have been allowed to come home until after he served a sentence in MILITARY PRISON. Nor would he have been allowed to become a Sheriff. So before you go spouting off at the mouth about shit you don't know, I suggest you learn a thing or two before you lie about being in the service. News flash kiddo, you are nothing. You've always been nothing, and you will continue to be nothing. Being in ROTC or a bootcamp doesn't count a "military" service."

Alexandra stood her ground unafraid of the so called "Marine".

"Also, watching John Cena in "The Marine" doesn't make you one either. It's a pity that Nazi let you walk out of that room. I'm sure he would agree with me when I say that you are lower than fucking pond scum. You aren't fit to lick the dog shit off of Peter Gilmour's boots. Semper Fi that shit, BITCH!"

She stood there, indignantly glaring up at him.