The celebration begins

Sarah slowly starts to rise from the ground and as she does so she notices the cake sitting on the table.

"Oh my is this cake for me." She says with a sweet playful voice, kneeling down in front of it. "You guys really shouldn't have."

As she kneels in front of her cake, the crowd of men stands and circles around her. One of them produces a lighter form their pocket and lights each of the candles.

"Alright guys, on three. One. Two. Three. Happy Birthday to you..." One of the security guards says, leading the group through a wholesome rendition of Happy Birthday.

"Hip Hip. Hooray!" Goes the crowd as it comes to an end.

Sarah then blows out her candles.

"Did you make a wish?" One of the men asks.

"I most certainly did." She says with a devilish grin, looking up at the crowd of men. Not a single one of you has a doubt in your mind about what she wished for.

"Why don't you try some of your cake." Says one of the men.

Sarah reaches forward about to grab a handful of cake before one of the men grabs her by the wrist to stop her.

"Ah, ah, ah. That's not how a filthy whore like you eats cake, is it Sarah." He says, with a disappointed look.

"No sir. It's not." She says in response.