Before I even realize she's gone, she's halfway to him and he's done signing the blondes' chests or whatever. He starts walking again by the time she gets to him, and I remember what happened next like I was watching a slow-mo replay.
He's walking toward us, Izzy's back is to us, and she's only a few feet away from him. I can tell she has both her hands forward with the card, obviously looking for an autograph. She told us later that at that moment she had just opened her mouth to introduce herself. Without looking down (she's barely 5 feet tall), without breaking stride, he puts his hand up, grabs her face like he's palming a basketball, and twists/pushes her head out of his way. Her head is almost twisted completely around and facing us, eyes closed and mouth scrunched against his hand, before she's off to his side and he's moving on. It was like he was pushing open a door. She stumbles a few steps and falls over, and one of his entourage almost trips over her before helping her up and apologizing for him.
By this time, MJ is right next to us at the craps table, still looking straight ahead, but he has this smirk on his face I will never forget.