Angie didn't frequent North Bartonburg often, but she did have a contact whose company she enjoyed every once in a while and then fancied herself a walk back to the High Street to meet up with a different friend for dinner.

That was until she came across a Merlin-forsaken brawl in the middle of the street.

She could identify approximately one person in the middle of the kerfuffle, but he'd been in enough hot water lately.

"Gentlemen!" She shouted as she hurried up. It wasn't often that Angie wore dresses these days, but certain activities were easier in them than pants... Regardless the costume was going to help her case at this very moment. "This is hardly any way to act in the middle of of a residential street!" She looked pointedly between them, moving to get into the middle of the scuffle, but she was hoping some of their sexist senses of chivalry would get them to knock it the fuck off.