"What is it about you Vincenzi's and punching?" Ned laughed, with an arch look. And here was a prime example of Vianna's supposed femininity, it wasn't really fair how easily she could brush aside his flirtatious words, with other girls he wouldn't have had to try even a quarter as hard as he did with the youngest Vincenzi. But then, that was why Vianna was worth chasing and the other girls, simply weren't. "Oh yes, life of the party you are darling," Ned sarcastically replied, lightly poking Vianna in the ribs.

"Giving me a scare?" Ned asked, with a snort of disbelief, had she really thought Ned would be so frightened of her in a black catsuit that he'd run for his life? She ether thought very little of him or wasn't as clever as Ned thought her to be, because that plan was just awful.

And then, the banana-person (Ned was sure by the voice that it was a man, but he couldn't exactly be sure) and was pointing it in his direction. With a strangled yelp of fear, Ned ducked as the spell fired, though he hadn't needed to, because it seemed the banana's aim was brutally awful.

"WHAT THE HELL MAN??" Ned yelled, glaring furiously at the banana-clad person. Ned pulled out his own and from his jacket pocket, ready to defend himself least the banana attack him again.