Adele felt a sense of relief when she saw her cousin. At least she wasn't alone in whatever this situation was. And she could have some fun. She smirked. "Have you been gambling? Looks like you lost your shirt." She teased.
She cast an angry glare at the women that were putting their hands on her cousin, when she saw them. Oh, hell no. "Want me to kick their asses first?" She asked Bobby. He might not hit a woman, but she'd have no problem with it. Coping a feel like that was never acceptable. "Or I could drag them outside with us. See how they cry uncle in France." Her hand went to her waistline, and she felt her concealed holster there. Good. She could handle whatever happened next.