[Vic blinks as a girl is suddenly shoved towards him, into the little circle the crowd made around him. Then his eyes lock on the bat she's holding and he grins. Vic points to her with his free hand.]

Nice bat there kid.

[The fact that she's obviously terrified doesn't even seem to register.]

But if you're gonna take a swing at me you're holding the bat all wrong. There's not gonna be any power in the swing. It won't even knock me over.