>>19373462>[Prischeila looks over to see Nikki and Kelly kissing? Fuck me dead, that's not what she was expecting. But hey, little minx gonna get her some tonight, I guess. Nyeh heh heh. And Kelly's not the worst chick in this place. Feeling almost left out here. Shame that Colbs didn't come, and bring -- oi, wait a minute, Nikki and Kelly are leaving. Nicko, come on, mate. What the fuck are you doing? You know this is a bad idea. The game is over, and Sheila is done.]"Oi, nah, that's it, fuck off, cunts. Oi've got shit ta do."
>[Sheila tries to push past the crowd, who are too enraptured in partying with Priscilla Divine to get out of the way. With a crack of her right hand, Sheila hits one particularly grabby guy right in the jaw, and the crowd parts with a gasp. Sheila can't see where Nikki has gone. Shit. Get outside, Sheila. Security amasses at the bar as a handful of patrons start explaining that Priscilla Divine is to blame.]"Fuck. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Where the fuck are you? Shit."
>[Sheila gets outside, and manages to spot the signature ginger locks of Nikki, and she does her best to follow through the frankly obnoxious and unnecessary crowd. It's just a club, guys. Shit. Fucken Melbourne's City nightlife would melt your tits off.] 