Jen just....couldn't believe it. One of the last bits of technology she had from home was just taken from her drunken hand and abused to the point of destruction. Free drinks will not satisfy her anger, after all she already had those! Jen stands up to move to this new...thing with its weird skin and almost ghostly appearance. She reaches out and attempts to smack the bitch who just destroyed her personal property.
"You son of a...." Her aim was poor but a strange strength slightly above a normal humans would be felt from the slap if it landed anywhere near its jawline. Jen was angry, and well beyond uninhibited at this point. She was going to get a little retribution for her damaged goods even though the internet access was gone from it, it still housed her favorite game and the few videos she kept dear to her.
Her attack she felt was completely justified as she didn't give two craps about any non fighting rule in the establishment. That asshole broke her phone without an explanation. Not that one would even be good enough for her.