Well, the danger shop was done up like Waffle House at 3 am. Because that was the prime time for the lesson at hand.

"Improvised weapons," Jane filled in for the class as a fight started behind her and Cara. "That's what we'll be discussing today. We'll, really more demonstrating?"

Cara picked up a waffle iron, testing the balance. "Your job is to get these rowdy customers out of the store by any means necessary, " she said, right before taking a swing at someone with said waffle iron.

Because Waffle House don't play. Or something.

Jane no sold a chair being thrown at her, only wincing once she noticed it. "Sorry!"

She was doing great at the superhero thing.

"So, let's get started?"