"Alright! Back at this, again!" Jem said enthusiastically as she turned her webcam and projector on once more.
Jem bounced up and down with excitement and anticipation. Her smile and expression seemingly mostly unperturbed despite her jumping into yet another rematch with the heavyweight Cali, a woman who bested her flawlessly and handily twice now. Cali's visit to Jem's place and their previous match in her bedroom earlier in the day seemed to do wonders for Jem's view count and subscription count. But despite this wholesome silly "feud", it was evident from Jem's challenges, words, and body language that she wasn't constantly finding ways to face off against Cali for the boost in web traffic. Heck, Jem had to bribe Cali into agreeing to yet another rematch with her by buying her Thai takeout for dinner.
"Now that we've showered, digested, and I've cleaned up my room again. It's time for take-3!" Jem said as she brushed the flap of her dress aside and pointed towards Cali, who was sitting on her bed.
"Cali, I don't care if you move up one weight class from me or ten. I don't care if fighting you gets me all the views in the world! (Okay, maybe I do a little but that's not my main focus here!) And I don't care if I've gotta buy you dinner every time I want a match outta you! I swear I'm gonna beat you! And I'm gonna beat you, today! Say it with me, Jem fans! Get set to get wrecked!" Jem roared as she took a power stance, widening her stance and gesturing to her bikini-clad opponent with a thumbs down to complete her signature taunt!