Tess is greeted much like Molotov intends to greet anyone who dares get within range, which is to say that there's an assault rifle pointed directly at her. Molotov's face is placid though, relaxed even, and she simply gazes at the other woman with a complete lack of hostility.

"Weapons down," she orders firmly, gesturing a bit with her gun. "No one has to get hurt right now. I came here for a massage, not a homicide, so make everything easy and don't force my hand." Her voice is calm, and she means it, measn for sure that she's not killing unless she has to. But not everyone chooses the easy path, and her eye has just enough glint to show that she's willing to play ball if needed.

And the blood stains in the corner, if noticed, should be indication that it's been needed, and the winner still stands.