Sam imagined herself fighting Scrappy--well, more accurately, getting pummeled by Scrappy--and had to suppress a shiver. She was learning some of the moves, but she was a long way from the big leagues. The fact is, her last spar with Danny had left her covered in bruises that she didn't entirely recognize. And that was before their little adventure at the hot springs.

No, she definitely wasn't up to Scrappy's level.

She smiled, shaking her head a little bit. "I need to finish this batch before I leave. Otherwise, the Inn might burn down and I'd be homeless. And some people might be, you know, pissed." She could only imagine what Kate would do to her. It would probably make Scrappy tame by comparison. "But you tell Danny that I sent you."