Sure, Yelena had been enjoying the past few days of wining and dining with people from other worlds, but she'd felt a little out of place in general, though she'd just resorted to being herself for the most part: the occasional sassy or snarky comment, but no actual insults towards anyone.
When the shouting started and a freaking black hole appeared out of nowhere, Yelena jumped up from her seat and reached under her dress to grab the shock batons she had strapped to her thighs - a common habit for her when she wanted to be armed without showing off.
As she saw someone get sucked into the black hole, Yelena shook her head and turned towards the attackers. "That did not look like a cool way to die," she muttered before moving forward to attack the closest assassin who was now much taller and somehow covered in fire.