[Blaine sees it. He saw the guy puffing up, his shoulders stiffening in anger, the arm rising to try and clock him. He steps to the side and deftly avoids the punch, then grabs the man's sleeve and yanks him forward and off-balance. He stumbles and Blaine turns on his heel and boots the man in the ass to help him crash to the ground.]

And that, my dear Simmaeri, is the cue to make a run for it.

[[Italics = Spanish, always~]]