Odette: WHAT.

Clara: WHAT.

Velvette:. . . . .

Odette: make love with you.

Velvette: Yes, you heard right, or do you want me to say it again.

Odette and Clara looked at each other, unable to believe that the woman in front of them wanted to make love with them. Odette and Clara remained silent, and then Velvette started to get annoyed.

Velvette: Fine, I'll tell all of hell that your mother killed an exorcist.

Odette:. . . . .

Clara:. . . . .

Velvette: Don't blame me if your mother has problems.

Odette and Clara watched Velvette leave. Velvette was about to leave when she heard a voice behind her say, wait.

Clara: Wait.

To be continued. . .