"Then--" With a slight gesture, the long hose used for the cars in the lot uncoiled itself and flew in Naomi's direction, winding about her like a giant docile snake. She smiled sweetly as the handle came to rest in her hand. "This is going to be a little cold."

At least she was merciful enough to keep it to a stream of water, instead of a high-power blast, only slightly less powerful than the ones fire engines used.