With Cara's friend laying on the ground groaning, Allyson's shoe in her hand and a mighty red spot on the attacker's bald head, Allyson was fixing her hair. Cara was already being held off by some other stranger, pushed through the crowd and out the door.
Lisa groaned, rubbing her head and sitting on the ground. With hands on her arm, she heard Allyson's voice, she knew it was her sister helping her up, but Lisa was still a little doozy. "Is it over? My head is swimming, you know..." Lisa mumbeled, hearing Allyson chuckle softly. Allyson quickly put her shoe on before wrapping her arm around Lisa's waist. "It's not funny, Ally."
Allyson, unable to hide her laughter, shook her head. Of course it was funny! Lisa was talking nonesense, and they had just kicked ass. "It is over," came Ally's voice, the older Turpin moving Lisa towards Gabrielle. "We are going back now. Next time, when you decide to pick a fight, let me know."
"Where is Gabby? Is she okay?" Lisa asked, grimacing for a moment, before looking around. Lights sucked! They hurt. "Is she gone? Did she leave Gabby alone? Where is Gabby...?"