"Bitch?"<br/><br/>There was mock horror on her features as the behemoth came to her though at the peeking corner of her full lips perked a smile. Seemed every man resulted back to that basic insult, a very classy line that was completely over used.<br/><br/>"No... no Iam pretty sure I ain't on four legs and panting. Be more creative with your insults I don't want to die of boredom."<br/><br/>There was that strange sensation in the air, something that doted on her and made her spine shiver, but there was no way she was giving into that fear she had done it for too long. She wasn't going to weak and fearful ever again. Even as the patron shrinked back in stark terror the man from the shadows rose up to confront the man, a friend? Partially confused as the two talked she decided what her next action would be. Rather then looking like a wallflower she moved from the music box and walked between the men who clearly seemed to have forgotten she was there. Something men too often around her.<br/><br/>Without further wait she went to Bruce while him and the shadowman spoke.  With the empty beer in hand she reached down to wedge it between Bruce's legs, which in reaction made him grab the bottle in confusion as he had been too busy talking to the other man. She was smiling as she took a couple of steps away before turning back to back kick Bruce between the legs. The beer bottle shattering from the kick while they were kicked up into his groin. Bruce dropped to his knees and clutched himself as she turned around in suprise jest to him.<br/><br/>"Oh!! Theres the bitch on knees and patting. Who would have figured that?"<br/><br/>Her smile widen as she looked at Bruce before looking to the other male there. She wasn't sure were he had come from but she kept him in sight as she moved to the bar to pay the bartender.<br/><br/>"It has been a lovely night but if you will excuse me... its pass my bedtime."<br/><br/>Moving from the bartender, her eyes looked over the gaping patron before looking back to the other large male there, there was something about him, something that she couldn't shake off, and it wasn't fear. Intriuge was there but there was more to it as she bumped the door with her back. She was sure she would see him again, but she wasn't sure when, crazy woman mojo told her that much.<br/><br/>"Should see your friend to a hospitsl before he loses something manly about himself."<br/><br/>With those departing words she walked out the door, once the door closed behinde her she inhaled a deep breath to clear her mind. Had she really seen Bruce's eyes turn red?