Well you're doomed now. You'll be going along minding your own business, and then out of nowhere a theremin will start playing, and he'll sweep you off your feet.

[ He was caught laughing at his own joke, not staggering back fast enough to keep his feet under him and crashing on his back on the mats with enough force to make the one he landed up slide three inches under their weight.

His knees provide a little more force to throw her off in the same movement, using her momentum, and then Casey is springing onto hands and knees, ready to fight if she's already recovered from the throw, ready to get up the rest of the way if she hasn't. ]