Avis Ridley shot her attacker an irritated side glance as the knife embedded itself into the wall beside her. Finishing her drink would have to wait; first, this woman had to learn her manners. Standing up and yanking the small knife out of the wood, Avis pointed the tip of the blade in the other female's direction.
"Now what would be the fun in that? I do hope you'll be an entertaining one, to make up for interrupting me so rudely. Show me your worst!" Avis smirked as she said this, gently tossing the knife to return it to its owner. She had no need for the weapon, and touching it would allow her to use her devil's fruit abilities on the knife later. The chances of the girl realizing this before it was too late, however, would be slim to none. Until then, Avis drew her sword and was content with the attacker making the first move.