[Peter, even on a good day, probably wouldn't be able to dodge her powers with any great success - and today he's both tipsy and adverse to moving too quickly in the packed house. But rolling with the blows doesn't have to be giving up in his book because he still has a mouth on him and he'll be damned if he lets her win this by out bratting him.

Goddamnit though, his poor beer. It's going everywhere.] Yeah, keep it coming - that's reaaaal mature of you. Real in character, witch bitch.

[He better not bruise from any of these.] I'd throw my drink on you but it'd be a waste of good beer.