Rita grinned as she watched the boy hurtle into the sky, waving her hand for a few moments before turning her attention to the pretty girl. Now... now to chat her up and maybe get some kind of reward for punishing the boy who blundered into her! Hehehe... yeah, that'd be a pretty good reward, too... Opening her mouth to speak... the drunk girl paused and started blankly when the boy came running back into the tavern, no worse for wear. She couldn't help but stare for a few moments. He wasn't even knocked out by that? Seriously?

The silver-haired girl raised one hand and... poked him in the forehead.

"... Are ya made outta some kinda indestrutabable kinda stuff or something?" she asked, inclining her head to the side. "... Whatever, I'm gonna punch ya into the sky as much as ya want after I get some alone time with the pretty lady, eheheheheheeeh."

And then... there was fruit. Fruit everywhere. And tea... and... whoa, that was seriously a lot. Where had it all come from? She was really, really confused. But there was one thing she could address. "Whoa, whoa, I'm not a kid, ya know? A kid... a kid wouldn't be able to see ya for how damn beautiful ya are! But I can! I'm Margarita Marianna McMannus! ... And wow that's a whole lotta fruit."