Really good.

Starslip thought it over. Her body ached, her vagina was dripping semen that might very well have impregnated her, her costume was in tatters, the whole city was likely going to know what she'd done soon enough, and she’d allowed the woman she hated more than anything else to do all of that and more. She should’ve felt repulsed enough to hurl herself out the window to the streets below…but she didn’t. She knew what she'd signed on for, and what she was giving up: Being a heroine. It was over, and she knew that going in.

Coming to a conclusion, Cassie finally leaned in closer, took a puff off of Tammy's cigarette, and blew out a small cloud of smoke. She then looked at the surprised mob boss with an impish grin and answered, "...Pretty fucking good."