Re: Condiment King and Paste Pot Pete. Everyone's favorite worst villains.
As if on cue, the minute the words were out of Kate's mouth Mia felt a glob hit the back of her head. Oh someone was dying.
Tommy had sped off after the pedestrians and with his speed he was definitely the best person for the job. "Behind us." She said spinning quickly eyeing the crowd. Most people in the crowd seemed annoyed and angry or were getting out of the area quick because of the cars.
She saw a guy in a black suit with some sort of yellow design on the chest. holding pressurized hoses on each hand. Well. She knew what she had to do. Which could end up awkward since Kate, Eli, and Tommy were around.
She spotted the cafe next door, and the guy seemed distracted enough using people for target practice. (God, had she never been happier to have picked sensible heels.) She climbed up on an outdoor table so she could pull herself up on the awning and then the roof. Only to feel something hit her that smelled like mustard.
The only dress she found in the entire city that didn't make her want to off herself. Now, she was definitely annoyed.
Glancing at the street before backing up to jump to the other roof she saw another guy arrive on the scene. She ripped open her bag where the weapon Roy had gotten her was stashed.
Thank God for Roy Harper. With that she jumped the small gap to land on the roof.