"Best in Delta Delta"

You 'tsk' disapprovingly, which makes Erin self-conscious at first. Confused, she covers herself instinctively, frowning at you. This makes you smile even more wolfishly.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," you step forward while Erin is feeling ****, then kill her with poetry: "Those other cunts can't help but be jealous, yours are the finest on all the campus."

Erin loves it. Not so much the compliment as the way it cut down the other girls. Regaining her air of superiority with renewed vigor, she throws her blonde hair back and puffs out her chest proudly, showing off to you.

"Aren't they just THE best?" Erin snarls arrogantly. "They cost more than some vital organs go for on the black market."