i was 17. i didn't know how to deal with stuff like that. so i left. i met these three people. went to new orleans with them and after a little bit, i wanted to go home. i didn't have any money and there was a plan. so i went to the french quarter, started talking to this guy. and the ruse was that i would exchange sex for money. we left bourbon street together, got in his car and one of the two guys came in. he got on the passenger side. i was scrunched in the middle. >> diana's friend pulled a gun and demanded money. the driver gave them $60. they jumped out of the car and ran. >> made it about three blocks. pulled over by the new orleans police department, up against the wall. the victim was a u.s. marshal. it's like dumb and dumber a