You give a half-hearted apology

“OK. I’m sorry. Now let me up, I’ve had enough.”

“Hmm,” she said, “that wasn’t much of an apology. It doesn’t seem like you’ve learned your lesson well enough yet.

She laughed as she suddenly yanked on my arm and pulled me into her. Before I knew it, she had me in a triangle ****. She held me firm, but I could tell she wasn’t really squeezing. “I probably should have told you that my ex-boyfriend was a wrestler and into MMA. He was constantly practicing on me and teaching me moves. Over time I picked up a lot of moves. I’m pretty good don’t you think?”

You say nothing and try to push against her.

“This is your last chance. I will knock you out with this, and I’m not sure you want to take your chances with what I might do while you’re out.”

You look up into her eyes, and she looks very serious.