"No idea what you're on about, old man." She said, then intwardly slapped herself for using a phrase she did often for him. Ah well, he was old, maybe he'd just pass it off as her being amouthy Millenial.
Jonathan moved, kicking out at the girl that had had him pinned, the movement forcing Effie to back flip away from it, landing in a prepared crouch, her eyes narrowing behind her glasses. In a move that was even faster than Bab's, she had Jonathan on his front again, his cuffed wrists twisted in a very painful fashion...and his legs up under the cuffed wrists so that he was effectively hog-tied.
"Owe," Jonathan muttered. "Arrest her for man handling me!" he called to Barbara. "I am an innocent civillian!"