S.W.A.K.

[This video starts off at night with enough light to show off three snowman dressed up in clothes that very specifically male without being anything like Lupin, Poon, Jigen, Zenigata, or any of the other men Fujiko would like to forget. Then it shows Fujiko playing with her double Walther PPKs, twirling them around on her fingers and apparently dressed as a cowgirl. She starts up a dance, singing to herself, still twirling the guns around and fires them off between lines in a flashy style more befitting a rodeo show than you'd expect from a Japanese woman.]

Well I went home with the waitress. You know the way I always do~ [Two more shots, one from each gun.]
But how I was to know~ She was with the Russians too!
I was gambling in Havana, when I took a little risk.
Send lawyers, guns, and money. Daddy get me out of this!
I'm an innocent bystander~ [Apparently this induces more dancing to convince herself of it.] But somehow I got stuck
Between a rock and a hard place~ And I'm down on my luck!
Yeah I'm down on my luck.
Oh man, I'm so far down, I ain't ever been up.
I mean, if it weren't for bad luck. If it weren't for REALLY bad luck--
I WOULDN'T HAVE ANY LUCK AT ALL!
[This just sends her firing off her machine guns at the now destroyed snowmen. And their clothes that are completely insalvagable for bullet holes. Finishing that she pulls them up, hides them under the impossibly tight and short dress that shouldn't possibly be able to hide the guns on the holsters on her thighs where they're kept, and then she bounds over to the journal.]

What? Already open...? Haha... my bad. Sokka cutie, looks like I'll need those machine gun rounds after all, hm?

And Tsuzuki, still on for drinks?

Happy Valentine's Day everyone. [She cuts off with a growl mumbling something in Japanese about a certain idiot.] Like I care...