Avery moved in front of the young man, her hand still in her bag.
"Sorry, I'm afraid you've got the wrong guy. His my boyfriend, and we were just looking for a place to be alone...."
Her hand moved out of the bag, a old style pistol in her metal grip. She moved the gun behind her back, smiling sweetly at the goons. Behind her back her wrist opened up and her hand started forming around the pistol, her fingers loading bullets into the pistol as it built around handle of the gun. She leaned against the young man, her pistol almost done.
"I'm sorry if we got in the way of anything....I'm guessing we have to sign papers or something then be on our way...."
She flicked out her now weaponized hand and shot the lights above them, the kitchen going black. She pushed the young man back, firing at the huge shadow forms by the door.
"Get going!" She said quietly, one of her eyes flashing. Her night vision kicked in, her left eye having been replaced a while ago. She tried to only wound the goons, not kill. Dad wouldn't want her to become a killer.