The tail is apparently going to be persistent. Maybe Pepper looks like an easy mark. She's not exactly imposing; her strength is subtler from a distance, and her abilities completely unknown to these people. They may be about to find out.

She turns a corner, but instead of continuing forward she stops and leans against the building to wait. The dueling glove appears out of her bag, slipped onto her right hand. It's a matter of moments before the tail appears, too.

"You're not very good at this, are you?" Her pursuer stops abruptly, trying to decide what to do next, and there's a glint of silver as they draw a blade. Pepper rolls her eyes, although her heartbeat ticks up. "Seriously? Put that away before you do something you regret. This isn't going to go all that well for you, I promise. Just go home, pretend this never happened, and you can have a nice night."

More hesitation from the stranger, like they're not sure what to do with such a chatty, relaxed person.