Felicia landed on the next roof, grimly accepting that yes, indeed, her day had gone to shit. She didn't have much time and quickly dug in her purse for the enhanced gloves Victor had made for her, as well as a party favor or two. Better warn the local heros that shit was hitting the fan, she wasn't too proud to call on help with a scenario like this. "Do you have any idea how long it took me to find that designer?" she snapped and kept her eyes open and ears peeled for the asshole. "Also, I'm not his secretary, whoever you are having a hard-on for."