Heather's not arrogant enough that she expects a single punch to somehow devastate this apparently-immensely-powerful woman-- but well, she did at least expect some kind of reaction.

Sure, it's satisfying-- but not as satisfying as it should be.

Lip curling, Heather gives the woman a vicious shake, fingers still curled into the dress.

"What, cat got your fucking TONGUE?! Bitch!"

Furiously, she reaches out with the punching hand to grab at the chain, yanking on it hard. Fine, she can just keep that shitty-ass smarmy look, but she won't stop Heather from taking the chain.