The lid impacted with a heavy CRUNCH, no doubt crumpling with the force of the impact. There was a giddy shriek at the sound, far from the crash, and swift footsteps followed barely a breath after.

Regina's limbs were trained for this: A great leap cleared the remaining distance between them, and the Nightcap, landed deftly behind Jules, quickly using the closed door as a means to get that extra force in a shove, fingers grasping at hair and yanking, pulling, dragging her away from the safe street lights and neon glows of the bar.