Malice looked at the shield, he thought it was pretty. Too pretty to be made by the filthy human hands that made him. He wanted to desperately touch the shield. However, seeing how the woman's clothes melted when she jumped it, he didn't find that to be a great idea.

Malice simply moved out of the way when the metal girl charged. "How rude." He hissed as she didn't even try to avoid him. 'They have enough nerve to call him the bad guy?' He thought to Riley. 

Riley didn't say anything.

"Talk to me, Riley."

Riley did not answer. 

"Fine th-" Suddenly a girl with purple hands began to plead the man outside. "What an idiot." Malice hissed at her. "He could have accepted Riley's pizza! You think he's going to listen now? No. The only thing that will get through to him is a fist in his face." Malice looked back over to the blue alien. Then another furry little squirrel thing landed outside and babbled on. Malice didn't even care, instead he wondered what the weight of that machine he was riding on was. Malice didn't get a chance to ask as he was suddenly blinded.

Malice hissed and tried to see, but couldn't. He leaned down and found the last piece of the counter, he spun and threw it, it flew right past the alien and smashed into the pizza oven.