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That last whatever grates accross Bára's stressed out nerves too much. She's been trying to deal with things as nicely as possible for hours now. Things may have gone differently, if Ciri didn't time it right while they're coming to to a nice spot where she can stop the car and deal with her.

Dan can already see what's gonna happen by Bára's face expression and decides not to interfere, thinking it's probably for the best. If nothing else, they'll both get it out of their systems, even though it different ways.

"Right, that's enough. We're gonna have a talk in a minute." She informs Ciri what awaits her as soon as they reach the place where she can stop, the one they're coming up to right now. Bára stops the car at the side of the road and quickly moves to the back seat and sits in the middle, right next to Ciri.

"I've had enough of your shit." Barbora announces, somewhat uncharacteristically, right before she grabs Ciri and pulls her over her lap. The car isn't exactly practical for this purpose, but there's just about enough space to apply discipline. Barbora reaches under Ciri to under her jeans and pull them down.

"You are lucky the hairbrush is at the bottom of my bag." She says, as she pulls down Ciri's jeans. "But if I hear one more complaint from you, I'll make sure to unpack it in the hotel." It would probably end that way if she didn't do something right now, so knowing that, Bára gets to business. She can't fully swing her hand in the car like she prefers to when spanking Ciri at home, but she makes up for it by raining down an endless flurry of quick slaps on her bare cheeks.