"Oh-hoh! Look at you! I am sure cups everywhere are shaking in their packaging!"
Zubuzi says with a sarcastic but playful tone. 

"Okay okay, my turn!"
She isn't normally prideful, but she is wanting to leave a good first impression. Lifting her arm, a flash of light goes from the elbow to about 4 inches past the hand. It looses its bright shine leaving a black metal blade, hooking out. A truly sinister looking thing. 

Zubuzi looks over at Dante and smirks once more, a flash on her other arm makes another. "I guess mentioning I am a blade should have came first." She brings both blades down in a x with enough speed that it would look like a grey blur had passed across the cup! 
"Tch, Looks like I over did it. Hey why don't we talk over there."
The blades vanish as Zabuzi walks away from the still half-a-cup.

"No seriously....I can't afford that."