"Oh, thank God, because for a second there I thought I was about to have someone with a Split Personality Disorder wave a gun around me."

She shrugged to show her indifference. "You want moonlight, you go ahead, cutie. You could be a sexy sassy Robin for all I care so long as I still have a job afterwards."

Diana smiled and gave Hit Girl a stroke along her cheek with a slender finger. "Thanks for the concern though, it makes me happy to know you care, really."

She winked before taking the gun. Not really knwoing the correct hold or anything, she held it in whatever way felt the most comfortable and pointed it towards the target. Taking a moment to aim, she pulled the trigger. It was by no means a perfect shot but it was better than was to be expected. Instead of randomily hitting the scenery, Diana's bullet managed to embed itself on the last outer ring of the target.

Unfortunatey, the recoil shot down her arms, jerking her and causing a spark of pain in her still recovering shoulder. "Ow." She said, in a mildy annoyed sort of way.