Project R simply unzipped one of his packs withdrawing what appeared to be an Umbrella special force issued shotgun. The strap easily slid along his shoulder as he placed the colt within the pack. Zipping it back up, he only listened on where James said the creature was. "Yeah. Not that smart." Approaching the window, he only cocked the shotgun once hearing a noise echo within the shop. A hand placed on the window, he hopped over it before moving down the aisle. The creature seemed to be moving now, sticking to the shadows as the shotgun blast rang through the shop. A dead weight hit the ground as well, before Project R returned to the window. "Come in, we've got...junk food and something dead. Choose your pick. Make sure to take your damn sweet time too~" Project R seemed slightly agitated at one for having been surprised by the creature, a second thing would be the fact he had to waste ammo.