The two women exchanged the kind of glance women use when no knife is handy.

I think that says it all. I feel somewhat helpless in the fact that I cannot go right up to someone and lay them out with a killer right hook. So evil glances will have to do for now. But if I hear the call "Round 'em up", the tiny bit of Silician in me will come out with a vengence, brass knuckles, cement boots, and a hardcore desire to kick some ass.