"Now you're nitpicking," Juno answers back, but he crosses his arms. "I don't know what you're picturing, either, but I think it's something very different from the reality. It's not like you could shoot through the domes, and I'm not usually shooting near the edges."

But for the rest, well, Juno orders himself another drink.

"You're a cop, then. What's that like in Detroit?"