"True, true, you're a lady who can and will kick my ass if necessary, which I profoundly hope it never comes to." Beauford grins, knowing the chances of accidentally making Dinah want to deck him are low.

If he's careful.

"Got any other suggestions?" He's still jogging backwards, almost right into a trashcan someone left out, before back flipping on it and twisting so he's facing forward again.