Clashing Beauties!!

[Violet]

Oh, all the things she could do! Ava trailed off, mesmerizing about it! The idea on her mind wasn't simply to prove that she's better. Both as a wrestler and a model. She'd make them scream it; their difference, that is! All the while, she'll grind her boot down their pathetic excuse of a face!

"Ohh, are you afraid? You better be. Cause all I did to you would be nothing compared to what I can do to you in the ring!"

Ava then veered her attention to Nanako. "Of course! You do your job, mon cheri! And I promise! I'd -try- to keep my calm for that." she tapped the girl's cheek with a light palm and a slight smile.

"Like a normal woman with panache! The only kind of model that's acceptable for a spot in a calendar like this!" Looking to her back, she shot a disdain look to Satomi, denoting that she was the exact opposite of what she said.

She watched the girl walk off before turning her front to the milk ambassador. "Ohh,, but a recap of what happened, -I- was the one kicking your ass. And it wouldn't happen any other way either.Jamais[never]."

With a confident smile and lightness on her footing, she started backpedaling for the door as well. "Au revoir, moche." She could only think if they knew what she meant as she then blew a kiss. Her hands slipped to the pocket of her coat; its tips swayed as she slid through the doorway.