Yeah, I'm missing mine, too. And my camera. They'd better leave a truck load of mints.

[She looks around when she hears a commotion. A fight has broken out between a redhead and a sour-faced guy, and she can't help but lean back a little. That is... not the sort of fighting she's used to. She reaches automatically for her taser in case she needs it, only to remember it's gone.]

And my taser. They got my taser, too. Whoever they are, I'm going to choke them with mints.