Re: Innies!
On the cat-fight went, while a crowd of onlookers watched in confusion, some pulling out their phones to capture it all on Snapchat. Ronnie, the line cook, heard the commotion and came out to check on his coworker. "Hey, what's going--?" Words stalling in his throat as he realized that the very coworker he sought was the one writhing on the floor with a customer, locked in a battle of wills with no clear winner. He waited until Nesryn rolled to the top to grab her under the armpits and pull with all his might. "Nesryn, stop!"
Wren took the opportunity to crab-walk out from under the waitress. She stood up, her bun having drifted to the side of her head, and reached up to calmly set it in its place. She touched an index finger to the corner of her mouth and checked it for errant lipstick. Then the vampire turned on her heel and walked through the kitchen door, ignoring a sign that read: 'EMPLOYEES ONLY'.
The vampire returned a moment later with a cast-iron skillet full of hash browns. She grabbed it like a baseball bat and swung.