Riley, fighting not to be mentally disabled by the flash of leg when Dinah retrieves her gun, uses an oncoming charge to vault over the shoulders of the mook, landing near the pavilion and rushing Music Meister.
He may have pipes like an angel, but that glass jaw does him no good. He goes down like a sack of fried potatoes.
He slaps emergency chronal recall cuffs onto Music Meister, which send him to Rip's lab. Let the Time Master deal with it.
He makes his way back to Cindy and Dinah. "Miss Lord, you mind, uh, telling these people to go back to business as usual?" He then mumbles quietly to himself. "Rip you jerk.. you knew we'd need her skill-set to smooth things over, didn't you?"
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