She hikes a brow up as he addresses her in such a way.  He'd had her pegged pretty well, some guys would be distracted by her legs so tightly clad in leather or her shoulders or even her breasts wrapped up tight in her tank top.  A slow smirk forms across her lips as she takes him in.  The tiny brunette shifting her purse over her shoulders so that she can get at her gun pretty easily.  But this guy?  She'd like to fight him hand-to-hand.  Especially with those cops so damn close and loading the other men into the car.  She takes a step forward as well as her arms cross about her chest, lifting her breasts slightly.  And as she takes her steps she moves her curvy hips in a very purposeful swing.<br/><br/>She can feel the tickle in her groin as she takes the step.  The adrenaline spikes in her mind followed by the intense pleasure of possibly facing down someone that's<i>challenging</i>.  She tilts her head to look up at him when she gets a little closer.  "Two people looking for trouble in a dark alley?  Mother of all coincedences." She lets a grin slide over her lips.  "You can call me Taylor.  You want opening move?" She asks, stopping and settling her weight onto her left leg, leaving her legs slightly spread and hips popped to the left.