[Galatea takes a moment to shrug out of her jacket, leaving her in a low-cut tank and jeans. From the pocket of the jacket she pulls out a pair of white gloves and puts them on, flexing her fingers.]
Call it nostalgia, but I like them. Now, come at me with your best shot.
Pffft.
Call it nostalgia, but I like them. Now, come at me with your best shot.