Surge was glaring at Vanilla, in a manner similar to an angry chihuahua, trying to act like a giant bulldog, despite her size. "Hey, lady!! Get the fuck outta my face!! I'll gladly kick your ass, if ya don't!!" Surge snapped, growling like an enraged dog. "Oh, it seems you do not understand!! You would not last even a SECOND, against me!!" Vanilla said, her usual polite mannerisms, carrying a sense of superiority, and an air of dangerous and powerful violent fury, just waiting to be unleashed.