Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Stop trying to fluster me with your handsomeness.
Am I out?
All right, I think I've seen enough and I'd like my gun back now.
And here's the prize: One hundred thousand dollars cash.
Beats standing around waiting to get picked off by the Black Rider.
Who are you?
Unh!
Forget it, just a waste of ammo.
If you were a dude, you'd have my fist up your balls.
You've acted like a villain this year. I have?