[ wow, she'll prize this forever... or discard it in like five minutes, whatever. anyway thanks, she's popping some peanuts into her mouth and dextrously hopping off the column to land beside him, patting his shoulder appreciatively. ]

I'm more of a solo act myself, but since I don't have Pow-Pow around... guess I got your back, Chuck!

[ she's winding the scarf around her neck as she talks, eying the assortment of weapons available for combatants to use at their disposal, and-- ]

That's her.

[ she points not to any of the weapons on display,

but instead to the flamethrower currently in the custody of some loser milling among the crowd, trying to look stoic and cool. ]

That's the one.