Parker can't help but bark a laugh. Scary blond woman? There's only one response to that, "That's the best you can come up with?"

If he wasn't so observant, he would be a fun play toy.

The laugh is like the cheese of a mousetrap. Not that Parker's planned it, but she springs just about as quickly as a mousetrap. For all her skinny waifishness, when she looks threatening, she is threatening.

"You tell anyone, I'll know."