Nika didn't care who this woman was or who this woman's parents were. She had finally relaxed enough around someone to not be the boss all the time. And then this bitch came along with hot coffee and murderous attitude.

The Symkarian was not going to take it lying on the pavement.

While Felicity bought her a few precious seconds, Nika scrambled to her feet. She tossed the empty small gun aside and reached inside of her jacket to grab another weapon. Her hand came out with a silken scarf with weighted ends.

She hoped her improvisational weapons classes were going to come in handy. She grabbed one end and started twirling the other.

"Touch my date again, you're going to be eating your hand."