[ Oblivious to the commotion taking place, Martel was seated snugly in an armchair, reading a book. The book was later gently rested on her lap as she made a content glance out the window. Yes, she was in utter peace . . .

At least she was until she saw two blurred figures, one wearing a black jacket and another chasing after him with a door while roaring at the top of his lungs. It took awhile for her to process what she saw, but it didn't take long for her to decide to stop them.

Setting the book onto the table, she rushed out of the door and chased after the two men. ]

Wait! Whatever it is that you're two are arguing about, I'm sure we can talk this through! There's no need to resort to violence!