"Or you could seek them out to kick their asses," she mumbled, not really even to herself. They deserved it, to be sure. It was a little surprising that she hadn't already confronted them about it to begin with. Sarah wasn't really the type to just sit back and let things like that pass her by. But she'd let it go...for now. If she kept on the topic, she'd undoubtedly end up stirring herself into a more violent mood. And that was never a good thing. At least, not a good thing for the targets of her mood.
She tried to ignore it by focusing on the comments about her jokes. "Hey, it's kind of true. Gotta take out the bodyguards first." She shrugged some, allowing herself to chuckle a bit. "Clearly you are a superhero. I hear hair dye does that to people sometimes. Seeps in and gives them superpowers. Maybe we should write a comic book about you. The Adventures of Pinky...I can totally see it now." She bumped hips with Rae, entirely on purpose. "The first issue can be about harvesting your blood and spreading your power to the world."
The glare didn't faze her. It was playful, after all. Not for real. "Okay, okay, fine. You're more of a daffodil than me. Is that fair? You kick ass, but you're clearly the girl in this relationship." That last part was a bit of a joke. "The best kind of adrenaline rush there is. Duh."
Yes, yes she did roll her eyes. It was just hard not to. "Don't know what the big deal is. He likes you, even if you don't get that. And you like him. I'm pretty sure if you told him the world wouldn't explode. That cute couply music from the movies would probably play and everyone would go, 'Awwwwww, they're so perfect for each other!'"