There was indeed someone who took notice of the new arrivals. She was an oddly inappropriate sight for a bar, what appeared to be a ten-year-old girl sitting on a stool(bolstered by a book to reach the counter). She had glanced over her shoulder, eyeing the pretty girl and the loud ninja boy for a few moments. Her eyebrow raised and an eager smile came to her lips.

Rita's cheeks were flushed. She'd already drank quite a bit, and she was very, very definitely drunk. The tiny silver-haired girl hopped off her stool, swaying slightly and smiling as she approached the two newcomers. Her smile was widening further and further into a grin. Oh, this was going to be a pretty good time, she could tell. She was going to impress the girl, too...

"Oiii... ya say ya wanna fight?" Rita began, cracking her fingers as she did, "Sure, I'll take ya up on that! 'Specially since ya ran right into that cute young lady, that's not how ya treat a girl's butt! [i]I[/i] know how to treat a girl's butt and that's definitely not it!"

To cap it off, she flashed her grin to the girl, and winked. And then... she stepped back, winding up her fist...

"Now I'm gonna show ya why I'm the strongest!" the air whirled around her fist as she wound up harder and harder. Yeah, there were people watching and staring. Yeah, she didn't care at all.

And then... she threw the punch, hard, at the boy.