Getting to keep the pistol was, admittedly, a very fun prize. V really couldn't be upset about that. Even if it was a trick gun (to an extent), it had ammunition, which was more than could be said about his regular pistol.

"How delightful, I almost feel like I should quit while I'm ahead," he joked again - a little less flat, though not by much. He very much was starting to look at the other balloons - including the one on her pigtail - and was considering which to shoot for next.

The train of thought was interrupted as Sparkle mentioned "the Tavern" and spoke as if her little trick with faking her death was just some stage magic trick that anyone could learn. The corpse that had been there and dissolved into the glittering light was not some simple little trick that could just be taught, and V really had no way of explaining how she did it.

"Real disappointment it's not here, but I never really had the charisma for show biz." Which was true enough, as far as he was concerned. "Four shots? Let's make it three," he said as he quickly aimed for the balloon on her pigtail, pulling the trigger. Sorry Sparkle: no heads up this time.