Katherine saw him move, and acted. His bullets were nothing fatal, but they did make their general mark. A few missed, one grazed her thigh and one got her in the shoulder. She didn't let it phase her, though, and in the blink of an eye, she was behind him, one hand around his neck, the other squeezing around his wrist, enough to make him drop the gun.
"I told you if you made another stupid move tonight, it wouldn't be good for you, Tony," she said in a low tone in his ear. "You should've li-istened." she sang darkly. In one quick motion, she kicked the gun out of his reach and slammed him against the wall. Before he even had a chance to even register the pain of that, she grabbed him again, spun him around with one arm behind his back, twisted just enough that it was probably pretty excruciating. "Now, are you going to play nice, or do I need to make sure of it?" she growled darkly in his ear. "One quick little twist and you're out of commission for awhile, Special Agent."