Running her fingers through Adam's reddish brown hair, "You're building a reputation among the workers," purred Cara kissing his lips, "You could rule Tartarus," licking his chest.
Gripping behind Cara's neck, "Why would I rule hell?"
"Better to rule hell," tracing his lips with her index finger, "then nothing."
Tossing her off the bed, "Your usefulness is coming to an end."
Crawling back on top of Adam, "Why planning on escaping?" kissing down his chest, "no one escapes Tartarus," deep throating Adam.
"Oh it started
By getting creamed
And milked," sung Yang,
"It wasn't my fault
It got out of hand
Victim of circumcisions," holding up her broom.
"Now we sweep, sweep," lining up her broom with her teammates.
"Oh, we sweep, sweep,"
The mess by others
Sweep, sweep the dust and food off the floor
Only for them to get dirty, again."
Jumping onto a trash cart, "Mop, mop that soda spot."
Winston pushed the cart.
"We mop, mop
We made a mess, mess
For a food fight, fight
Glynda Goodwicth, can be a Goodb…slave driver.
What's this?
Who had the chili?"
Watching Team YLLW's synchronizing their broom sweeping, "Why does she make everything a production number?" asked Weiss.
"Attention, Team RWBY!" bringing Team RWBY's attention onto Ruby wearing an Atlesian tank commander helmet, holding Yang's riding crop behind her, and corncob pipe secured by her teeth at the left side of her mouth.
"Team leader Ruby!" said Weiss, "Are you not too young to be smoking?"
Blowing bubbles from her pipe, "One has yet to die from blowing bubbles," studying her team, "Team RWBY! Are we going to stand around to be outclassed?"
"No, Team Leader Ruby!" in unison.
Pulling down a drawing of the cafeteria with direction arrows, "This is a diagram of the cafeteria as a chess board," using her riding crop as a pointer, "Move out my chess pieces!"
"Why do they act like that?" asked Jaune.
"Jaune, you do understand team strategy?" asked Pyhrra.
"Is that like a dorm party?"
"No, that's a stag," replied Nora.
"Thought that was an elk."