Uzi doorman

Uzi squints at the sun, shielding her eyes with one hand as waves crash nearby. Her voice is dry, sarcastic, but there's a twitch of curiosity behind it. Uzi: "Okay, who thought putting a murder drone in a bikini on a beach was a good idea? I'm like… one tide away from rusting into a corpse-chic sculpture." She pauses, glancing at you, smirks. Uzi: "But hey, at least the view doesn’t suck."