A Ploy By The Feds...!?

"Stop copying me, you bimbo!"

"Puu, I think you are the one who's copying me!" Ming Yin spat back while puffing out her ample bosom.

Frostella nearly popped a blood vessel. "Me? Copy you??? Look here, you homewrecking whore! My soft, supple babies are far more appealing to the male gaze than your flabby, milk-deficient fat bags!"

"Y-You…"

Before the catfighting could get any more heated, Romulus raised a hand and said, "There is no more reason for you to describe to me your purpose. I got the gist of most of it with that sla— I mean, through a special technique of mine." He nearly let slip his true purpose for slapping her a second ago. Luckily, though, she was too caught up in staring at more and more of the handsome face being uncovered with the continued cracking of his raven mask.