"A match."

"A match?" Tracy said, raising an eyebrow.
"A match," Zoe confirmed. "No falls, just sexual submission. Via orgasms."
Tracy grinned. "Ooooh. You used the plural. I like how you think, lady."
"So if I win you'll take the case, yes?"
Tracy laughed. "You seem like a tough lady," the lawyer admitted. "But I've got to beat down chicks for McVan for a living."
"I know," Zoe confessed. "You're an admirable fighter. I don't expect my win to come easy."
"So? Now? Later? Ring? Office? Dark alley? Under the jungle gym at recess? Come on, gimmee details here!" Tracy pestered.