Great success! Chell goes staggering back, wheezing -- though with curiously little sound, just the huff of breath without any additional voice -- crashing into the appetizers table and sending several plates of deviled eggs and little sandwiches sliding to the ground. She tries to grab onto the table for balance, fails, and hits the ground on her ass still trying to catch her breath. Probably lands on some food, let's be real.

Obviously this is drawing a lot of attention. Guests have stepped back from the fighting women, leaving a large clear space, but a couple of men are poised about five seconds away from swooping in to restrain the ladies. Chell puts up a hand in an attempt to forestall any intervention.