RIP Alexandra Johnson aka "Pocahontas"

I woke up feeling rather sassy and spunky this morning.  I knew where my target had spent the previous night with her prom group.  Loading my water gun I was off to the house to end her journey through assassins.  Getting out of my car I was greeted by the prommers leaving the house.  Trying to act casual I asked how their night was, but they knew what was up. While the friends of my target screamed at poor Ali, she sprinted back into the house.  I raced across the lawn and straight into the house.  Meeting her in the kitchen she put up a spoon for a spon duel, but she was no match for me with my water gun.  Squirting her a couple times she finally surrendered and told me who her target was.  Walking out of the house with her we casually talked about how our proms were and it was lovely.  Once we were outside all her friends were yelling that I "was not invited in by the homeowner" so I shot her again.   Sorry Al. Love ya girl.