Anita grinned at the boy. "Yeah, I know. Normally I wouldn't be seen dead in a place like this, but you're such a wonderful conversationalist that I just<em>had</em>to pop in so we could discuss quantum mechanics and how they relate to Einstein's theory of General Relativity..."<br/><br/>The gang near her looked totally bemused at her words, and one of them growled something that included the word "Nerdgeek". There was a sharp snick, barely drowned out by the music, and Anita was suddenly kneeling on the girl's lap, her blade tip touching the girl's throat. The expression on the gang-leader's face was not one you ever wanted to see twice. No one ever saw it a third time!<br/><br/>"What did you say, you piss-drinking whore?"<br/><br/>"Uh... I.. said that..." The young woman was suddenly very pale. "... That I didn't think ... we had a.... uh..." She paused and the knife drew a drop of blood, "A nerdgeek as a leader. I was right, we don't!" She added hastily.<br/><br/>"Good." Anita's knife vanished and she returned to her seat. "Peedee, I'm going to let you off, because you're new. That's your new name, by the way; Peedee. Jenno, Koolie, take Peedee to the ladies and make sure she understands why she's now called that." Two of the gang stood up with evil grins on their faces. Peedee stood, uncertainly, and was escorted by them in a really friendly manner, to the ladies toilet.<br/><br/>Anita turned back to Chris and shrugged, a strange smile on her face. "Sorry you had to witness that, but you've got to maintain discipline, you know? Easy, girls, it's all cool. Chris could you call off the meat?" A couple of bouncers had made their way over to the table at the first sign of trouble, to be met by two of the gangs largest. Anita wasn't big, but she was vicious, and that's why the gang followed her. But her Security, her own bouncers from the club house, were BIG women and afraid of no one.<em>They</em>followed her because they didn't have the brains to lead.<br/><br/>Anita stood up and met the bar's manager who had made his way over. "It's all cool, Sir." She was deliberately respectful. "One of my girls was feeling a little unwell. She's gone to the ladies with two friends to help her feel better. We're here for a few drinks, and a little entertainment. No trouble, okay?"<br/><br/>The biker pulled out the roll of her winnings and peeled off four of the fifties. "Not sure what that will get us in a classy joint like this, but..." She glanced at two of the others whom she knew had won big by betting on her. They reluctantly pulled out their rolls and peeled off some notes. That made four hundred bucks. Anita handed the cash to the landlord. "Here, open us a tab and have Chris here let me know when that's gone okay?"