You go to a bar in hopes to find your friend because you lost her, and when you sit down. This tall lady with ginger hair and freckles taps you in the shoulder and says,

"Are you going to order a drink??" You notice that she's also very buff... with a six pack. You say,

"No, I'm just looking for a friend... her name's Simone." And then the bartender replies, her Russian accent prominent,

"Let me know if you need help finding her."

Later, some mean guys walk up to you, looking at you uncomfortably and staring at your butt. Then, the bartender walks over.

"Boys..." She says, an edge to her voice. "What are you doing?" They stammer for a moment, making up excuses, but she walks closer, cracking her neck and rolling up the sleeves of her white dress shirt.

A few minutes later, all three of the men lay on the floor, bruised and battered.

"Are you okay?" She asks, looking down at you.