Alisa turned to Rose, her skirt was all torn up, along with her shirt. "I can relate... huh?" She turned back, seeing Bobbi out of the car and helping. Alisa smacked herself in the face, before looking down at her own shoes.

"Bobbi, Chere... we asked you to stay in de car for a reason. An' while I appreciate de 'elp... 'ow are Rose an' I supposed to get back to you wit' our shoes frozen to de ground?" She msiled over at Bobbi. The fight was over, and unfortunately for them, the limo driver who tipped off the FoH had run off in a panic. "Great. We don' got a driver for de limo, an' a bunch o' KO'ed jerks. What do we do, now?"