Joe finds out what the black object is.
Steven walked closer towards me. I kept looking at the black object he had.
Someone stepped in front of him, blocking my view of the object he had.
"Steven stop it! Put it away!" Cyrinda pleaded. He brushed her aside and glared at her for a second and looked at me. He smirked at me and got closer towards me. We were face to face. He reeked of cigarettes, alcohol and pot. I looked at the object and realized it's a gun. I stepped back and said to him "Dude, what do you think your doing?! Put that thing away!"
He raised his eyebrow at me and smirked at me "Why don't you give me a reason?"
"Because if you do shoot me, there'll be witnesses. You're drunk and you're high. You'd be in a lot of trouble!" I took a deep breath "We need to talk this out. Come on man, put that gun away."
Steven sighed and tossed the gun to the ground.
He shrugged "The gun is on safety."
Good thing it's on safety because I wouldn't want anybody to get hurt.