Klempner
"That her?" I yell.
But the question answers itself as I look to James and see the sick fury written on his face. But only for a split second...
... He charges at Stannis, roaring his fury.
Stannis roars back, meeting him. "You bastard! Look what your little ginger bitch did to me."
Michael lunges for the stranger, then pulls up short as Baxter raises a gun. "Stop right there!"
The stranger backs towards the window and Baxter moves with him. The pistol trembling in his hand, the muzzle swings between me and Michael, but mine is aimed squarely at him.
The female...
She spins, simply dropping her wineglass to shatter on the bare floorboards as she snatches something up from the tabletop: large, face-covering sunglasses: jamming them on her face.