[vi relaxes a little, too. for a number of reasons. she watches them as they back off, relaxing a little more the further they go. crisis averted.]

No problem, though, I'm not sure you needed it. That was a good throw. [she's frankly surprised the guy even got back up.] I know, I know, I just can't stand to hear that kind of talk. No one can help what kind of blood they have.

[about herself? yeah, she can usually deal with the slurs. hearing that sort of abuse hurled at other people? harder to ignore. this particular week: not so great at handling either.]

I can help with the rest of this, though, if you need it. [she gestures to the bakery supplies] The sooner we get it inside, probably the better.