a fight breaks out, and a challenge

"What the hell was that!?" Chichi snapped at Mimi, smacking her in the arm.
"Vat? Vat did I say?"

"No stick women? Inexperienced? Not as skilled? Go get fucked by a speeding truck, ya dumb dyke."
"Oh, I zee. Zo you may say I am an old bag past her prime? Such ridiculousness is tres bete!"

"Enough with the crappy accent, we know you can talk normal ya French tart!"
"Ah, ze race joke. Zen perhaps you would like if I znapped you like ze little fortune cookie you are!"

They were in eachothers faces now, even if Chichi had to stand on her chair to do it.

"How you want it to go down, French fry?"