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Mabel looks up as Kovu joins the group. There's something about those eyes and what little of his face she can see, it's alluring. She finds herself stealing further glances as the Huntsman talks with him.

The food doesn't bother Mabel much. The orange juice is real and the meat is about on par with the broxy her cheapskate great uncle buys. The roly-polys however, she pushes away from herself after the waitress wanders off. 
(*Broxy is meat from an animal that died of disease.)

She notices the sketchy guys, but doesn't think much of them, except that they're creepy, until Ariel starts to sing a song making fun of them. She laughs like the tween she is, [color=ed145b]“Ooo, she got you!”[/color] 

The men however don't take it well and pull out weapons. The Huntsman rises to confront them. 

[color=ed145b]“Okay, we're doing this?”[/color] asks Mabel rhetorically. Obviously they're doing this, she reaches back and pulls her crossbow around (which she has because her great uncle wanted to make sure she was safe while in the woods around town). She aims for the weapon hand of the guy on the left, [color=ed145b]“Hey creepos! I think you ought to leave her alone! She's with us!”[/color]

She pulls the trigger. Her primary goal being to disarm or at least warn the guy, so non-lethal damage.

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That's a 6. . . so yeah. . . https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/25430
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