"Oh yeah you guys are rivals!" Lash said, nodding sagely. She had her own rivalry with Green. What was that saying again? An rival of my rival was a friend? Something like that.

"Tape is...okay," she said with a careful selection of words. At least a careful selection of words when Lash was concerned, "but it's not super glue or carefully soldiered metallic pieces." Amidst a few gasps from the waiters, she took out a raygun and twirled it around with her fingers, the futuristic weapon looking all black and red and shiny.

"I'm not gonna shoot anyone," she told then, rolling her eyes. "See that? I made it myself. I'm a wunderkind genius."