Dixie goes running at the sametime as two voices, of older people start shouting, and nearly everything breaks into flurry of chaos. Girls running for their pilfered items and some of them still on top of the boy. Enough that they don't need her for that. They're on top of him, and he's tied up, being pulled up.

Marian dashes back for her pies, loading up her arms with carefully stacked pastry topped metal tins, arguing with balance when she should put down her makeshift sword but she doesn't want to. It'll be cumbersome, but she's keeping it all. Hugging the pies and ladle to her and dashing for the door, dedicated to making it through the mele without getting snagged by an adult.