Shizuka's first reaction to being slammed into was a snarl as she twisted round to glare at the woman who dared walk into her. After glaring for what she thought was a suitable amount of time she shook her head to look down over her suit to check for any damage, wrinkles or....
Shizuka blinked, on her cuff was a small, but prominant against the dark red fabric, grey mark which looked just like ash. Ash from a cigarette, from a cigarette like the one the girl who'd walked into her was holding. Moving as to block the girl from getting past, she waved her cuff past Micchin's nose.
"You've ruined my suit." Her voice was acidic, as she held her arm aloft, to illustrate her point. "What are you going to do about that?"