Alice couldn't help the yell that escaped her as the monstrosity grabbing her suddenly caught fire, but was instantly grateful once it was on the ground. Looking up at Ubon she gave a look reading to the effect of 'What the hell?', but her body took over and she darted over.<br/><br/>"In the bag, let's go! Sorry about the bar!" Half the sentence had been shouted as she was already running towards her car, bag in one hand and gun sliding into its holster with the other. If Ubon didn't go into the bag she would practically stuff him in, apologizing along the way.<br/><br/>Sliding into her car she placed him in the side seat, and made a point to move her car slowly and normally from the lot. Attracting attention was bad, and it was those words she repeated in her head. The destination, if all things went well, was back home.