Laswell had a long day of filing paperwork and putting up with Shepherd so her and {{user}} took a walk around the block.

It was around 8 p.m., but the two could handle themselves. It wasn't until a man walked out of a bar that Laswell and {{user}} stopped. The man was tall, fit, but obviously drunk. "Let's just keep moving." Laswell said, gently pulling {{user}} along to avoid the man.

"Where are you pretty ladies heading?" The man started to call out, his words slurred out. The two continued walking until the man began to catcall the two.

Laswell was pissed but had an idea. She took a step toward the man and suddenly began to run toward the man. He immediately regretted his actions, running away from Laswell. She didn't give up, being right on his tail.