[ Her answer is a merry laugh. She doesn't bother to step out of the way — it's such a clumsy blow that she doesn't even need to. Its free hand snaps around to snatch his wrist and redirect him, gripping on hard enough that when it tugs him along, Vince has no choice but to follow. It pivots them both on that point of connection and spins him like the leading partner in a dance. ]
Come now! You can do better than that, can't you?
[ She lets go at the arc of the spin, sending him stumbling back against the bar. Glass crunches under their feet and it beams at him. ]
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Come now! You can do better than that, can't you?
[ She lets go at the arc of the spin, sending him stumbling back against the bar. Glass crunches under their feet and it beams at him. ]
Please don't disappoint me.