"That's what you think, mister racy," she called out, jumping out of the window while remembering to brace her landing. Spinning her hammer, she said, "And take it from a comedy master such as myself, you are the kind of sad funny that needs a good bopping!" Looking to see the cowering changeling, she was certain that she made the right call of who was the good guy and who the baddies were. "Let the mare go and I'll only smack ya a little."