"We call that thinking on your feet!" she yells, surging forward with her newly gained momentum to close the gap between them quickly. Knowing she couldn;t keep up the pace like this for long. Trapping her prone opponent between the ropes and her full stomach. Grinning down at her menacingly. "Alright now listen up. You're friend has maybe a few minutes of air left, assuming she hasn;t panicked and used it all. And you have three choices. Either you try and fight back and make me eat you, and I spend the next few days getting off as I digest you. You tap out and;eave her to me. Or you be a good little girl and sit there quietly so I can speak my mind, and I'll be nice to you both. Tick tock little kitty cat..." tapping her fingers on her belly as she starts counting the seconds.