Holly fires back

"Um...really?" blurts back Holly, her eyes narrowing in anger "I think I'm the woman who's going to kick your fat ass, if you don't stay in your fucking lane!"

The blonde actually laughed out loud at Holly's remark (only winding her up further), "You cannot be serious? I'd bend you in half if you tried anything, Princess! And I don't know who you're calling fat, bitch - clearly you could do with a break from all the mocha lattes!"

Without even realizing it, Holly's hands somewhat nervously fluttered over her unusually flat tummy - as if making certain to herself that a certain...support garment was indeed doing it's job. How did this bitch know...?

With a growl of rage, Holly stepped up to the blonde, getting right in her face. "I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you that clearly." she hissed in a dangerous tone. "Maybe you want to repeat that, blondie?"