Great, part of her thought, now my mouth tastes gross. Blood and dust and a smiling woman, wasn't it, this was a woman doing everything. Collette didn't bother responding to the taunt at first, though she could have.

Instead, she slammed right into Nightcap's legs. Threats weren't going to disssuade her, not if it was only needles. They hadn't penetrated far enough to be a threat to her brain.

Not yet.

< Trust me, lady, I don't need the dental work! You're talking up the wrong crocodile! >

But the door, closed as it was, would be an obstacle no matter what Collette managed to do with the lady.