The 'princess' comment gets a grumble, but considering he's letting her have the shotgun without her having to ask for it this time? She'll let it slide. After grabbing said shotgun and a few boxes of ammunition, Amelia motions for Dean to lead them out onto the range. There's a few old wooden targets lying around with spray painted human silhouettes on them, but she's got a feeling they won't last long under the assault the two of them are about to rain down on this place.

"Got any ideas for targets?" The gun and ammo are set aside on a wooden table before Amelia settles herself on it. As she waits for a reply, she pulls her old fashioned slingshot from her back pocket, lining up shots at the end of the open air shooting range but not actually taking any. "I don't think we want to play 'can the new girl miss me at a distance' today." She says we, but she's certain he minds more than she does, since she'd be the one doing the shooting.