Tinder can't help but snicker a bit at this story, taking another drink from her beer. "Well then, sounds like you certainly had an eventful night." She smirks a bit and leans back on her chair, wincing and going back to sitting without her back touching the chair. She looks at the suitcase and thinks, wondering if she could be fast enough to grab it and run. But between the injury and the fact that she's outnumbered, it seems like too risky of a move.