As Reon took a punch and fell, the police's taser slammed into Jack's back and the man was on the ground twitching in an instant. The others turned to face the cop but her other hand already held a nightclub and her expression remained stern. "Hope you're happy Jack, you and your boys are going to get a nice small room for yourselves for a few days to cool off and we'll see what the judge has to say." At this point, Aimee was at Reon's side, looking at her face worriedly but seeming to relax after seeing that the impact hadn't done any real harm to her teeth or anything of that nature at least, holding Reon gently. "Are you alright?" She asked this while helping Reon up, the cop speaking seriously at this point.<br/><br/>"Ma'am, do you want to press charges as well?" She asked, a second police officer coming down to the beach at this point. "Called in backup as soon as I saw things escalate." The guy was a tall african-american man with a body built for american football, a quarterback was the immediate mental image. "Now you boys keep your head calm, you're already in enough trouble don't want to add resisting arrest on your list now do you? Judges have little love for third-timers." He smirked a bit menacingly.<br/><br/>Jack and his gang seemed cowed by this, while Aimee let out a heavy sigh and shook her head. "That does it, next time we go on a topless beach with some proper security around too." She seemed far less enamored by public beaches after this episode.