Supergirl and Glitch

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DEO

A tall alien prisoner is being led with a large collar around their neck and their hands cuffed in front of them. The alien rips the cuffs off their hand and destroys the collar around their neck.

They throw the guards away slamming into the wall. Dean runs past grabbing a pair of batons twirling them around in his hand

He swings the batons hitting the alien several times until the alien grabs his throat and launches him though a pane of glass shattering the glass.

The alien runs into a agent sending him flying though the air knocking into another agent. Agents runs into firing their guns as the alien sends another agent flying though a glass monitor.

Kara shows up and throws her punches at the alien, she throws a punch into their chest harshly when Grace's voice comes though her comms

Grace: Where are you?

Kara: Busy at the gym. Why?

She rams her fist across the side of the alien's face and ducks under the alien's fist. She grabs the alien's hand as the bones are heard cracking

Grace: You promised me that you were gonna help me out.

Grace is shown in the kitchen of her apartment cooking over a stove. Kara flips the alien over on its back flips though the air whooshing towards the alien kicking it in the face knocking it out

Kara: And I keep my promises to you, Gracie. Just dealing with a douchebag at the gym.

Hank and agents runs into the room

Kara: He was tough.

Hank: She

Kara: Oh. Respect

Dean: A little help here. I got a boo boo

Hank: Oh hush, you big baby

He grabs onto Dean's hand helping him stand up to his feet

Dean: I'll show you a big baby.

Kara: Any chance I can have the rest of the day off.

CATCO

Leslie: This is Leslie Willis, coming to you live and wired from Catco Plaza. The week of Thanksgiving, which means........ah it is time for my annual list of Things I Am Not Grateful For and this year's list is only one item, Supergirl.

Dean is shown inside the apartment listening to the podcast, grabbing a beer out of the fridge taking a swig.

Leslie: The Blue and Red abscessed tooth in the otherwise gleaming smile that is National City!

Dean groans and rolls his eyes.

Dean: Ugh! Bitch.

Leslie: How much do I despise, I mean loathe, her whole "Look at me, I'm a-dork-able" thing. And that hideous, like, rejected from the Olympics figure skating outfit she wears? I mean a skirt and tights? Puh-lease

Grace sighs running her hand across her face sitting at her desk

Winn: Wow. You dated that?

Grace: Shut up.

Leslie: Seems like overkill especially since no one is trying to get in there. And who would that be?

Winn: Oh I know a certain someone.

Grace: I will throw my stapler at you.

Leslie: You know, who's hombre enough to puncture the Chasity Belt of Steel? Or is what's required a softer touch? Maybe a woman's touch? I mean, she does kind of give off a gay vibe, with that big ol' butch S chest plate. How would that even work with an alien? Is everything the same down there or are we talking tentacles? Maybe it's time for a break.