"Just fine, sweetheart, thanks for asking," Kitty replied with a trace of false cheerfulness, using the endearment a little sarcastically. She looked around again, phased, and couldn't spot any other combatants.
"We knock 'em all down? I got six, did you get seven?" Kitty wanted to be sure the headcount was right before she let her guard down. For all she knew, there could be one grenade-armed asshole hiding somewhere among the now-dented vehicles.