"Okay," Alice took a shaky breath, "Fine." She marched over to the nearest guard who's gun was still drawn ((if they've even put them down yet, who knows)) and faced him, placing her forehead against the open end of the barrel, faking calmness, before she lashed out with a few well placed elbows and jabs, landing him on the cold tiles beneath their feet and taking his gun from his hands. Not wanting to get shot herself, she placed the gun back down gently and backed off quickly.
"Is that enough for you, Sir?" Alice said.
((I know it's really bad but at least it keeps things moving instead of stalled))