—Well, hello Malvina!—I’m not Malvina anymore!—Yes, I see you’re supposedly a pinkish blonde with a poodle to boot...—I chuckle and turn my head to her loser.—It’s none of your business, get away from me! - this wild cat begins to extend its claws. - And if not, - already seriously and straight into the eyes. - What do you want? - quickly deflates. - Kiss. - Would you go... - I don’t let you finish and press me against the wall, I’m willing to bet that it’s already flowing. - Either you kiss here, or I’ll kiss you in front of everyone, in the center of the hall, let’s see the reaction your poodle - I set a stupid condition, with the hope that she will comply, because if not, then I will take her by force.