No. Petra tazes him.

John has barely made it five steps when something latches on to his thigh. A painful current of electricity runs through him and the new woman falls to the ground with a gasp of pain and dismay. He's barely aware of his shirt slipping off him, leaving him completely naked.

John curled in on himself, struggling to stay conscious. He heard Petra muttering an apology.

"No, no, no. No runaway brides in this boutique..."

Suddenly, there was another pair of footsteps. Heavier. John hears bits and pieces as the pain grows too much for him.

"You'd ... not have damaged..."

"...course not... save magic for..."

"...can't wait to meet her..."