Fred got to her feet rather quickly, quicker than some might expect. She would have scratches and bruises, but she was alive. There was a moment or two as she put this all together.
"Yes, I'm fine." She actually sounded like this was an average day. It wasn't. She was rarely caught up in what seemed like an everyday robbery? An everyday/night job for the Black Canary.
One of the robbers started to throw a punch at Dinah, and it was all Fred could to do to keep from pulling her friend out of the way. Fred knew Dinah was used to being swung at, but that didn't mean Fred wanted Dinah to get hurt. She started looking around for a weapon of her own. Just give her a golf club and she was pretty damn amazing.