The "handshake" was never going to be anything besides a feint anyways--so when Kate springs that little double cross on her, Johanna can't feel anything other than grim approval. She doesn't fall for the hook of Kate's foot, thank you--she's not that stupid--but she catches wind of the punch just a second too late. The side-step she'd had to do to avoid getting slammed to the mat--that puts her right in range for the punch, and she's hard-pressed to twist and avoid its real force.

Her dodge is half-assed, and Kate's punch lands--not quite as hard as it might have--and good, because she'd hate to have to give Kate any more credit for facial injuries. It's enough to make her stumble, anyways, but she recovers enough to grab for Kate's arm as she does, the arm that threw the punch, banking on Kate's momentum being too much. If she can twist her arm behind her back, get her in an arm bar and get her on the floor--