Kiara listened to the man speak, her jaw clenched as she mentally prepared to smack him. She nearly let him off the hook when the fool geniunely asked her if she was an angel, but the longer he spoke, the more offensive he became. The trigger about her accent ignited a whole new rage within her. "Oh, I'll make yah look real nice once I got yah on da ground beggin' for mercy," she shouted, smacking the back of his head as a warning. "You just tink yah can come in hea and tell me how ta drink and speak, den try to woo me with your high as Aeritus pick-up lines. Go back to yah hookah and mind your own damn business!" She clenched her hands into fists, her body tense as she prepared to beat the cockyness out of this fool.