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Tiffany is at her desk, assisted by very obedient Rob and Tom (perhaps polishing her boots and massaging her neck), checking the books.

Tiffany: “I am impressed.  Gang profits have gone up.  You have done well.”

Boris, Josh and Alex enter.

Tiffany, looks up: “You entered without my permission.  But I won’t punish you for insolence.  Profits have gone up.  I am very pleased.  I will cut you a nice check.   I expect more of your excellent work in the future.”

Clark:  “Well, about that.”

Josh: “We won’t be working for you any longer.”

Alex: “We have enough of your humiliations.”

Tiffany, amused, gets up, walks up to them.

Tiffany: “Really? Do I need to beat you up again to remind you, who is boss?”

Rowen walks in, carrying the weapons.

Rowen: “You are no longer the boss.  I am the boss now.”

Tiffany walks up to him, chest-to-chest: “Is that so?”

She steps back, motions to Rob and Tom: “Throw this pack out.  And no checks for these disobedient three [ she points at Clark, Josh, Alex ]”

Rob and Tom get up, but, to the surprise of Tiffany, join the other four.

Rob: “You will no longer boss us around.”

Tom: “We work for Rowen now.”

Rowen, distributes the weapons to the men.

Rowen: “This operation is now mine.  Leave, if you want to live.”

Tiffany, smirks: “This is not fair.”

Rowen: “Well, I don’t care about fairness, little girl.”

Tiffany: “I mean, it is not fair to have you witness your five disciples getting beaten up by me!”

Rowen: “You are making a serious mistake.  I have trained these men.  I have taught them to coordinate their attacks against you.  I will watch them destroy you.”

Tiffany: “How interesting.  I love a good fight.  But they won’t stand a chance against me.”

They get in fighting positions, Tiffany one one side, facing Tom, Rob, Clark, Josh, Alex on the other.  They hold weapons.  They attack all at once.  Tiffany fights bravely and is faster, but she does get hit then and now, and the men manage to overwhelm her.  The men stand up and celebrate.

Rowen: “See?  You did as I taught you.  This bitch is nothing.”

Tiffany gets up. “Not bad.  Let’s call that a draw.”

The men laugh.

Tiffany: “Want to try again?”

Another three fights, this time more even, but increasingly Tiffany gets the upper hand.  The men are increasingly less coordinated, while Rowen shouts instructions.  As the fighting continues, she even wrestles some bats or weapons away from them, but instead of using them, cockily hands them back.

Eventually, she has won.  She kneels on them, then stands over them in a victory pose.

Tiffany: “You know, guys, it is all a question of stamina, strength, and technique.  You need to work on that.”

Rowen is furious: “You idiots!  Do you have do it all myself?”

Tiffany walks up to him, chest-to-chest: “You are challenging me?”

Rowen: “Listen, lady.  Ok, I am impressed, but these are morons.  I am world champion of mixed martial arts, and have multiple black belts.  I can snap your bones like that (snaps his finger) and you can’t do anything against me.  Just walk away, before you find out.”

Tiffany: “I always beat up someone who will put up a bit of resistance.  And here you are!  This is going to be so much fun.”

Rowen, confident, but also irritated: “You asked for it!”

They fight.  She hits his abs, she kicks his abs: no effect, he is very strong.  He laughs it off.  He punches her, she stumbles back.

Rowen: “You just got a taste.  Next time, I will break your jaw.”

They fight more, and, initially, Rowen has the upper hand.  But gradually, the fight turns to Tiffany having the upper hand and she wins eventually, choking him.

Tiffany: “Giving up?”

Rowen taps out furiously.  Tiffany gets up, triumphing over him.

Tiffany: “Aww, poor baby.  Perhaps my men here can help you out?”

Now, it is Tiffany against all six.  While Tiffany is a bit sweaty by now, the men are still more exhausted than she is.  Tiffany wins and triumphs over them.

She pulls up the wooden chair, and sits on it backwards, straddling the lean between her legs.

Tiffany to her men: “Who is the boss? Answer me!”

Her men (though not Rowen): “You are!”

Tiffany: “Will you obey me now?”

Her men: “We will obey you!”

Tiffany: “Good.  Tie up this asshole [pointing at Rowen] and watch him.  I need to change.”

Screen goes black, and shows “Three minutes later”.

Tiffany returns, now in her red dress.  She holds a bat.

Tiffany, to her men: “Now, I will show you what I will do to anyone trying a mutiny against me.  Untie him.”

They untie Rowen.

TIffany: “Get up!”

Rowen gets up.

Tiffany: “I will kill you now for what you have done.  But, since is so much fun, I give you a chance to fight for your life.  Fight me, kill me, and you get to rule this gang.  Loose, and I kill you.  How about it?”

Rowen, smirks: “You are out of your mind, you cocky chick.”

Tiffany: “Here, I make it easier for you.  You can use this.”  

She hands him the bat.

They fight.  Tough!  But she wins, standing over him.

Tiffany: “Oh no, you lost!  Well, try again.  This time, I won’t even use my hands!”

She motions to the guys.  They tie her hands behind her back.

Tiffany fights Rowen, another tough fight, but she wins again, kneeling on him. 

The guys remove the ties of her hands.

Tiffany: “Ok, last chance.  I won’t even be able to see you!”

She motions to the guys, who blindfold her.

Tiffany fights Rowen once more, and wins again. 

Several victory poses. 

Tiffany: “You know, Rowen, this was great fun.  I wish we could continue this.  Alas, all good things must come to an end.”

Tiffany kills Rowen.

She motions to the men: “Get rid of his body!”

They drag Rowen out of the room.

Tiffany, to the remaining five: “Where were we.  Ah, yes, you tried a revolt.  You deserve more humiliation for that so that you remember to never try that again.  Grab you weapons, and fight me!”

They fight her.  She utterly destroys them and humiliates them.  

She gets up on the table, and makes them pledge their obedience.

Tiffany: “Who is the boss?”

The men: “You are, Tiffany!”

Tiffany: “Who is the strongest and toughest?”

The men: “You are, Tiffany!”

Tiffany: “Who will you obey forever from now on?”

The men: “We will obey you forever, Tiffany!”

Tiffany: “Do you understand that another revolt will be punished by death?”

The men: “We understand, Tiffany!”

Tiffany: “Do you want to die?”

The men: “We want to live.”

Tiffany: “Then never betray me again.  You will do as I tell you.”

The men: “We will follow all your orders, Tiffany!

THE END