Rose crossed her own arms, her stance solid as he stepped up to her, asking if she insulted herself. She was about to speak when he warned her away from him again. She narrowed her eyes, the anger behind her expression quite visible when he offered to take this feud outside. She took a moment looking him up and down before she gave him a smirk, holding up a finger as she stepped away from him towards the bar, grabbing her purse. She opened it and dropped a fifty on the bar, "[color=fff79a]Keep the change.[/color]" 

She then sauntered back, snatching the cigarette from his lips and putting it between her own, before she shoved past him out into the street. She headed down the steps taking out the cigarette and held out her arm to a guy smoking to the left of her, "[color=fff79a]Mind helping me out.[/color]" 

The guy lit it and she brought it to her lips, taking in a drag, and letting out some smoke before she turned to the guy who seemed to have followed her out, "[color=fff79a]Alright prick, we're outside. Just like you wanted, so put me in your fucking planner and pay attention.[/color]" 

She took another drag, before throwing away the cigarette, looking at this stranger fully now, taking in his handsome features. She hadn't seen men like this really before. She lived in a world of men in suits, too smart for their own good, and too concerned with their next buck or hair then her. Not to say she could blame them, she used them for the same reason. This guy was different though. Dangerous. So different than Patrick, with his gelled hair, bronze skin and too white teeth. The thought of her cheating boyfriend only fueled her anger, "[color=fff79a]I am not in the mood for you tonight. Nope. I have had too bad of a day. You want to know what I just went through. I just lost a billion dollar deal, that took me SEVEN fucking months to work on to my greedy asshole father, RIGHT in front of my shit hole brother and then just to top it off I just caught my FILTHY CHEATING ASS BOYFRIEND FUCKING HIS SECRETARY. WHOM I FUCKING PAID FOR! OH AND LET'S NOT FORGET THE BITCH COMMENT FROM SENATOR SKEEZ BACK THERE. Then you think you can waltz in with your hot ass attitude stating that I should be scared of you!?!?![/color]" 

She let out a breath, her tone cold and pointed as she spoke evenly, her anger firing up, "[color=fff79a]Kiss. My. Ass. YOU SHOULD BE AFRAID OF ME MOTHERFUCKER![/color]"

She looked at the group of bikers around her, watching their wide eyes move over their conversation before one girl let out a giggle. Rose stood up straight when a few of them began laughing. As the laughter increased her bravado fell and she cringed, a look of hurt working over her features. She could handle almost anything, but arguing like this was foolish. It only made her look like an idiot, and that was the one thing she had been trying all day to avoid. She bit her lip for a minute before speaking quietly, her eyes angrily staring at the ground, "[color=fff79a]This was a mistake...I..I shouldn't have come here.[/color]"

She started heading down the street, her burgundy hair rolling over her shoulders as she crossed her arms, trying to ward off the cold, and  some angry tears.