Felicity leapt to her feet, glad that her mother had taught her how to fight in heels, and lashed out with her whip again, snagging Nika's tossed-aside baton.

She'd want that for later.

Then she moved to give chase to the psycho barista...only to be stopped by two very undead tigers that were growling at her, all zombie-like.

Gah!

"Uh. Good kitties?"