Instantly, I glared at the man. "ExCUSE me? HE attacked ME!" I stated angrily, pointing at my attacker. "I was just sitting here, minding my own f***ing business, cleaning the stupid f***ing grease pots, when this a**hole decides to hit me upside the head with a frying pan!" The other man raised an eyebrow, looking me up and down. I placed the backs of my hands on my hips as to not get grease all over my pants, jutting one of them out. The fact that I had a huge gash in my head, my H/C hair was in a hairnet, and the rubber gloves on my hands were a disgusting yellow color must've been enough to convince the man that I was the innocent party in this situation. He narrowed his eyes at the man on the ground. "Well, if that's the case.." He gave my attacker a quick kick in the side. The man cried out in pain, falling onto his other side. "Are you alright, miss?" the other man asked, his blue eyes wandering over my face and cranium. Now that I wasn't completely scared out of my mind or ticked off, I noticed that this guy was... well, let's just say that the 'looks decent' wagon didn't pass him by.

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 (AN: If any of you get the song reference -besides you, AltheA!- I will love you forever! And I will give you a prize. :3 Ruby, out!)