For a moment Meredith considered reaching through the bars and grabbing the Guido.  In the movies that worked, but in real life she still didn't have the upper body strength to pull it off even though she was considerably stronger than most women her size.  Instead, all she could do was put herself once again between him and the other girls.  Meredith tried to keep her mien calm, not combative, not wanting to further provoke them.  The girls didn't need another dose of the hose.  They weren't prepared for it, didn't know how to handle it.  Meredith was; all it was doing was pissing her off.<br/><br/>And, oddly, making her feel better.  And that was weird.<br/><br/>"What do you want with them?  Because hurting them isn't likely to get it.  Play it cool, right?  That's how you guys say you are, right?"