Re: Team Ginger
Susan gave him a look of feigned anguish. "But what are manly thighs for if not to be around someone's waist, I mean windpipe. Windpipe is what I meant." She snorted and nodded in agreement with his assessment. "I'll give you that breaking your leg would be a possibility, also you possess some things between your legs that would probably hurt a hell of a lot more if the crushing was done inexpertly."
"Sounds like a plan to me," she agreed approvingly. It was simple, it was effective, and it would help them get the flag. She looked at the sachet for a moment then grinned hugely. "Oh you are brilliant, did you know that Ron? I'm not afraid of the dark at all, so do go ahead."