Melody huffed and struggled against him, looking really irritated now.  "Kid, listen.  I got a bar to run.  You think that pipsqueak I left in there is gonna survive for ten seconds?  I gotta keep things in check."  She regarded him coolly.  "Hey, but I got connections.  I could hook you up with some dumb honey if you like.  Just let go, kid.  You don't know who you're dealing with."