Mock the girl Erin who just quieted

You can tell Erin gets a kick out of being the alpha around here. Girls like this get turned on by exerting ruthless oppression; they can be shamelessly addicted to it.

"Know your place, you little shit," You mock the sorority girl who just attempted to speak up for you. "Nobody was talking to you."

"Y- y- you!" The girl is offended, stammering in shock and anger. The other girls start to clamor, too, also clearly upset at your attitude.

Erin, however, bares her pearly white teeth in a grin that is just as much aggression as it is delight. She doesn't say or do anything, not even moving. The other sorority girls must be keyed into this, because they instinctively pick up on her body language. They're a little nonplussed, but, because Erin is just standing there, they quickly quiet down.

"Maybe you're not nothing after all," Erin finally decides to speak. Her blue eyes flicker at you. There's a moment of tension between you that hangs in the air. Finally, she breaks it by saying, "Let's go upstairs. We'll do all the dividing up up there."

"But, Erin!" the Asian girl in the wedding gown protests with a pout. All the girls seem a little surprised by this, actually. "You said-"

"I know what I said, Mimi," Erin replies coldly. "But now I think it's better if we continue this upstairs." She hesitates, daring the Asian girl to protest. "Besides," Erin adds, smoothly. "The guys will be here soon. They don't want to see the princess in the middle of some shady **** deal, right?"

Mimi quickly assents, but frowns at you anyway. She takes long strides back towards the basement stairs and up towards the main hall. Erin wheels into action, quickly addressing the other girls.

"Morghen, go and make sure all the drinks are ready at the upstairs bar, will you?" Morghen, the impossibly skinny girl, pushes herself up off the table she'd been lounging on and, snapping her bubble gum, stalks off.

"Alexis, Jesus Christ, are you really going to wear that tonight?" Alexis is the petite girl dressed up like a schoolgirl. She grins and shows a deviant smile. Erin seems to approve and tells her, "Go greet some of the guys at the door."

Finally, Erin turns to the busty brunette in sweatpants. "And, you, Lati. You CANNOT wear that tonight! I don't care what you put on, but make yourself presentable for a change."

Lati's good-natured smile fades, and with her heaving chest puffed out, she bratishly says, "Like I care." But she acquiesces to Erin's demands and heads upstairs.

Erin raises an eyebrow at you, as though to say, "Didn't you like how I showed those women who's boss?" But all she says to you is, "So, let's see what you've got."