With a droll stare the woman turned back to look up at Bruce as he halted her exit. It was clear she had hurt more then just his manhood but his ego as well. She leaned back against the door so that she could look up at that behemoth height of Bruce, less then intimidated by him and his words. She was going to speak but closed her mouth when Luther spoke up from his few feet away. Her brow cocked at him before she smiled in amusement at him. Looked like someone wanted to play the hero tonight, was it boredom? Again she was going to speak but Bruce had already launched Luther across the room.<br/><br/>There was a gasp from her, she hadn't intended on anyone else getting hurt much less standing up to help her.  Forgotten once more, Bruce stalked to Luther which wasn't a good thing as it left her to his back, a stupid mistake to make.  Moving from the door she ran towards the bar and used the stool to boost herself up onto the bar. She appeared as graceful as a cat as she ran the small boarder of the bar before pushing everything into her body to lanuch herself into the air to kick Bruce in the back of his head. At the end of that kick she rolled over him to land on the ground in a crouch close to were Luther was. She moved up to him to push away some of the fallen table that landed on him.<br/><br/>"Oh sweetie I didn't mean for you to get hurt. Suppose I will have to owe you one."<br/><br/>Her gloved palm rested on the side of his chest as she turned to look at Bruce now. Her tongue licked over her dry lips as she looked to him but mostly spoke to Luther.<br/><br/>"I think he makes for the worse date ever... upset over one beer and being denied a skull fuck... his ego must be bleeding by now. Now if your tired of laying on the dirty floor for a nap..."<br/><br/>She turned to reach her hand out to him to help him stand if he so chose to. If he chose to stand back up she would then move away from Luther to giver herself some room to move when it was time. She was smart enough to keep Bruce in her line of sight as her gaze looked over Luther. If there was one good thing that came out of tonight she would have to admit that Luther had one of the better bidies she had seen....<span style="font-style: italic"> Whoa... what the hell am I thinking... calm down the dirty thinking,Jessie.</span>Glancing away from Luther she was steady eye back to Luther now.<br/><br/>"My bar tab is going to be huge."<br/><br/>While she looked at Bruce her mind went calm while her eyes went over him looking for the weak point in his body that would give her some sort of advantage, so far the only weakness she knew he had was his ego which clearly had already been hurt. Her hands brushed the sides of her pants as though they were itching, there was a blurred thought in her head but she couldn't bring it to the forefront of her mind, but she knew she had fought bigger people then Bruce before. Why was he harder to take down?