Looking over with narrowed eyes at the young woman trying to offer her a way out Jasmine continued to fight and struggle.  Never trust those offering you a helping hand, she'd been the helping hand in enough cons to know better.  Despite her attempts to get him to let go the damned snake in a suit was still clinging to her like a bad penny.  And now there were more coming.  The time to not make a scene had passed.<br/><br/>Reaching into her back pocket she pulled out what looked like a cell phone.  Only this one had a bit of a kick.  “I said leave off!”  No longer was she trying to pull away from him, now turning into him and pressing the top of the phone to his thigh.  There was a soft click and then 3.5 million volts going into him.  She knew from experience the guy would lock up but she should be able to escape while he dealt with the pain.