[ WP ] Surprise me with the most unconventional and/or absurd battle between the Hero and the Villain that you can think of . ( Circumstances , weapons , rules , etc )

( This is where I am at the moment. Critiques Appreciated. ) 
 “ Hi! ” Holly called through the doorway. The men looked at one-another and back to the cashier they were robbing. The smaller of the robbers shook his head, eyes and weapon still focused on the teller. “ Hey, ” she said, snapping her fingers loudly in spite of her massive gauntlets, “ eyes over here. ” The teller did not dare move his hands from the greasy countertop. The small man turned his gun on her, but the larger one did not waver except to glance in her direction. She stepped into the entryway. 
 
 
 “ Hiii, ” she said again, dragging the one syllable into two. “ Could you let him leave, please? ” She tapped the counter with a metal fist and let the sound ring in the air. “ I don ’ t want to kill anybody. ” 
 
 
 “ If you touch us, he dies. ” 
 
 
 “ That ’ s stupid, ” she said. 
 
 
 “ What? ” 
 
 
 “ The whole concept of it, ” she said, easing off of her hostile tone. “ I don ’ t know him. ” 
 
 
 “ So? ” asked the smaller man. His arms were starting to droop under the weight of his weapon. 
 
 
 “ What the fuck would that do for you? ” 
 
 
 “ Whaddayou mean? He ’ d be dead, ” said the bigger man. 
 
 
 “ I said for you… ” She trailed off, thinking about something else. 
 
 
 Holly blinked. “ Sorry, needed a second. So let ’ s play that out. You kill him, then kill me, then escape. That ’ s your best case scenario, right? ” The men didn ’ t answer. “ That ’ ll leave you with, what, two felony murder charges? Each? I ’ m not sure, but I bet you could clear this store out forty times and you still wouldn ’ t be able to find a lawyer good enough to get you off. That ’ s option one. ” She stopped and tore the top shelf from a potato chip rack with no more effort than it would have taken to open one of those bags. 
 
 
 “ Option two, ” she continued, picking up speed, “ you kill him, you fail to kill me, and I beat you both out the window with this. Three. You don ’ t kill him. You don ’ t kill me. You leave and I forget your faces. ” They took a long time to answer. Longer than Holly liked. “ Look, ” she said. She pounded the counter experimentally and then jumped onto it. The surface dented and groaned softly under her weight combined with the sheer mass of her rig. She stood on her toes and pounded the security camera back into the ceiling. “ See? ” 
 
 
 The men looked back at each other once more. They knew who she was. 

