If Beatrix hadn't already survived a point blank bullet to the head, she might not have believed that recovering form what should have thoroughly killed a person was possible. The last thing she remembered from the night before, aside from being extremely pissed off, was her heart exploding several steps from the table. It was if she'd suffered the Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique herself. She'd only ever used it once - on Bill.

And yet, she was alive. And still pissed off. What better way to calm her rage than to mess with the snake-bitch. The Bride pinned the black card she'd taken from Ophelia's sword the previous night onto the board before heading to the cafeteria to get something to eat. While in line, she spotted the man from Doyleton, the one she'd helped steal lotion. The tattoos, the knowledge of the lotion and his voice, the few visible marks...

Lockdown. How had she not made the connection before?

She fixed the Cybertronian with her cold eyes before sitting down across from him. "Did you enjoy your night?"