Pussy Eaters happened to be one of Amy's regular haunts. She loved going there to relax, and given what the past few days had thrown her way, she was in desperate need for relaxation, given her argument and then sexual battle with Renee Steinhauser. She hoped a long session watching some amateur strippers dance on a pole would relax her, so she made her way over, wearing some more casual clothes for the night and dropping her usual Prinzessin guise. She barely had the energy to keep it going these days.
Once she got there though, the fates had other ideas. She noticed a familiar figure on the stage, dancing in skimpy attire, her breasts jiggling in her movements. Upon further inspection, there was no doubt, it was none other than her new arch rival, Renee. Amy's teeth gritted and she let out a loud annoyed growl, before storming through the crowd, paying zero interest in them. Her focus was locked onto her rival now, and as her rival said, it was on sight now, and the sight was definitely on. She soon reached the stage and hopped up, her face like thunder.
"YOU!!! So you deem it necessary not only to enter MY gym, but also the club where I GO TO??? Do you have ANY restraint?" She said, clearly nothing short of livid at Renee's appearance here. Security was around, but this time, they were told not to intervene, as the CEO loved a good scrap, and also had heard wind of their recent meeting.
