Rough patch seemed like an understatement for something that could get someone as soft-spoken as Murphy to a level of angry that would result in such a sustained fuck you, and it was that idea that softened her grin into something a little more restrained as she shook her head.

"So you made 'em chase you around until they were all out of coffee and doughnuts, and then what? They shoot out your tyres? Use one of those spiky stinger things?"