She couldn't believe he actually tried to pick her up. She didn't actually weigh so very much, but he was not at all accustomed to physical exertion, and his attempt only added to the irritation of the fact that her presence was at least partially, if not entirely responsible for him missing out on his chance.<br/><br/>She held up a hand and swallowed a few times, letting her throat relax before attempting to speak again. "You missed your bid," she finally managed, her throat a little hoarse. She gave him a moment to let that sink in, knowing it could take time for him to shift gears. Meanwhile, she collected her clutch, nearby and probably left alone due to the fact that not only did it have a bio lock, but a tracker as well, making it more trouble to steal than most experienced thieves were willing to deal with.<br/><br/>She thumbed it open and pulled out a small makeup tube, about the thickness of a typical lip liner. The contents were supposed to be for evening out makeup, but every woman she knew also used them on scratches to ensure that a minor bit of clumsiness couldn't ruin an otherwise enjoyable evening. She started applying it to the cuts she could see, using her compact to get the one on her shoulder that Kasey had noticed earlier.