Before Dumas could even finish the words 'him' White excited a perfect fencer's lunge, quick and smooth like silk fired from a gun, and pegged the man in three different places on his chest, a fencer's four, six, and two positions respectively, before turning around and re-collapsing his baton, all with a hand full of groceries.<br/><br/>"I think I can manage running, even with these." He said. Honestly, it was only a loaf of bread and eggs, nothing too heavy. "Contrary to popular belief, I'm not as wealthy as you all imagine and I can't of ford to drop my groceries quite so quickly as all that."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Cheshire grinned his mad grin.<br/><br/>"Why, my lady, I would never try an underhanded tactic such as that against someone so beautiful." He said as elegantly as he could. "Although seeing as you are not your sister, I'm afraid I may not do quite as well as I'd hoped."