[Really he could have fooled her with the way he's been bitching about his hangover all night. Baby.

Still it's not a bad move, she should have known better really, and it's with an equally loud snarl that she goes down. At least she has the good sense and reflexes to bring her free leg down with her, slamming it as hard as she can and aided by momentum into whatever vulnerable part is closest. She's hoping either his injured leg, his kidneys again, or his face, but hey aim is priority two when bracing oneself for a fall.]