Tall, Grande or Venti

"I disagree Mercy. Kelly was hated but she had personality. People didn't want to see a nice host, they wanted to see a bad one, though clearly she was capable of being professional when she chose to be." Chloe said as they two stepped through the doors.

"Patty O' Malley." Chloe corrected. "And she's doing very well..." She added only to flash a subtle, blink-and-you'll-miss scowl that Chloe cleared up behind her glasses.

"... I rather like the Tension girls." She said all of a sudden, pushing the glass door open to let Mercy set foot outside AFW HQ.

"Tell that to Oprah." Mercy said, rolling her eyes. "She didn't get where she was by being an obnoxious ho." She didn't pay attention to Chloe's correction about Patty, either.

She did give the red head a sly look though. "The girls?" She said. "You just like the Tension boys. I know you well enough. You just kiss the Tension girls butts so they will let you drool all over their boys!"

"T-That's not true! Well... I suppose part of this is B-But..." Chloe hesitated to list off her fav tension girls. Although Cheerleader Lilly's brand was disputed, Chloe thought her to be in tension and now her BFF got her unemployed.

"But I do love those boys!" Chloe beamed as she raised her nose with a pleased smile on her face. Sure there were soccer players and weightlifters, baseball players, swimmers and even Boxers! But none of them were Wrestlers.

"I mean... A girl can DREAM about two finely built men head-locking eachother for 20 minutes! Even more so If I was the one getting headlocked!" Chloe exclaimed before nudging Mercy. "Im sure you know whats that like! Heheheheh!" Chloe teased with a lewd little giggle, imagining that Mercy was the kind of chick who liked having her arms held back while being plowed from behind!

Chloe lowered her head, her eyes hidden by the glare of the sun against her glasses as she exhaled a perverted little pant.

Mercy rolled her eyes at Chloe and smiled. "Yeah, well, Clyde always tried to get me to wrestle him, but I wasn't interested in that. Sure, a beefy hunk rubbing himself all over you and squeezing you and touching you is great." Mercy paused. "If it were someone like Johnny, then I'd be all for it! But... Clyde isn't, exactly built like Johnny. It was just better when I was in control. He was pretty much happy to just be there so I could do what I wanted."

Mercy blushed a bit as she thought about it. "He really wasn't so bad in the sack, thinking about it." She said and giggled a bit.

"But... I still think I'd rather have a nice pair of boobs to snuggle into. A girl understands a girl way better than a man could." She said. "They know alll the right buttons to push." Mercy swooned. "A guy just wants to be all macho and try and ram it in as deep as he can." Mercy shuddered. She then laughed. "Well, why couldn't it be both?" She said finally.

Chloe had enough manners to not ask Mercy too much about her personal life. But in reality she wanted Mercy to tell her everything. To vividly detail every time her and her ex had sex and how it went. Or how she felt when Allison Watson basically fucked her on live TV.

She rolled her eyes when Mercy said she didn't wrestle the blonde boy. Such a wasted opportunity but she certainty perked up when she heard Johnny being named as her choice for such a thing. "GOOD CHOIIICE!" Chloe beamed, otherwise ignoring other stuff regarding her boyfriend. She didn't care about HOW the sex went. She just wanted to be TOLD in detail how it went like it were some trashy romance novel.

Chloe was on the opposite spectrum when Mercy talked about why she liked girls. Chloe had to add her two cents when Mercy spoke of ramming it in deep. "I see no problem with this!" She said after jutting a finger into the air.

The two were now at an intersection with cars crossing by. Chloe took this opportunity to present something important to Mercy.

"Speaking of those Two Mercy! HOW! WOULD YOU! Like you to see more of not JUST Johnny and Clyde in Tension, BUT ALL THE BOYS!!!" Chloe then whipped out a file that she had actually been storing in her suit jacket, opening it up to show Mercy several folded up 11x17 pieces of paper that were stapled and had "YAOI PROPOSITION" on the front cover.

"Inside you'll find ALL the Details! But I'd like to sign, It's a petition. I'll be presenting it to the board with enough signatures to make Male Vs. Male Yaoi Matches Required within Tension!" Chloe said proudly with a pleasant smile, clasping her hands together as she looked off into the distance.

"Finally... I... Can make it possible."

Mercy shook her head. There was much more to sex than getting a cock jammed into you. As much as Chloe liked to talk about sex, Mercy wondered if she actually knew what good sex was. The girl probably came just from being penetrated.

"Chlo...' Mercy said as she continued on. "I don't like wrestling." She said, blushing a bit at the admission. Saying it aloud seemed weird. She did work for the biggest wrestling league in the world. Not only that but she was directly involved in decisions that affected in-ring competition. decisions that would probably be better made by people who liked and understood the sport.

She then watched as Chloe actually produced a file. Mercy shook her head at the label and rolled her eyes at the red head. I think something like that might have the opposite effect of what you're looking for, Chlo. Do you want Tension to get better or do you want to destroy it?" She said, laughing as she gave the girl a friendly pat on the shoulder. "I'd keep looking for something else."

Chloe's eyes shot wide, wide, wide open. "You... D-Don't?" She stammered like it was impossible! Because it was! Who would work so hard in HER position, be so ACTIVE and not like wrestling!? Suddenly Chloe found herself very jealous of Mercy as the two walked down the street, nearing a famous little American Coffee Chain from $eattle that had been Japanafied for its eastern market.

Chloe was staring at Mercy in disbelief. No matter! She'd fix it with her Tension proposition!

Mercy shot it down with a roll of her eyes and an obviously condescending pat of her shoulder. Chloe was just looking down at Mercy's hand while she panted feverishly. Her idea... Would... Destroy... Tension!? Chloe was rigid and looked like she was on the verge of breakdown.

"L-LET ME HAVE THIS, OKAY!?" She screamed suddenly as she snatched away the paper and flipped to page 27, showing the hottest buttsex that she had managed to draw with MS Paint, huffing repeatedly through her nose as she pointed at the drawing in front of the people at the coffee shop.

"Eeeek!"

Mercy jumped out of her skin as Chloe yelled loudly. She nearly stumbled and looked at her friend with wide eyes as she dug through her folder. Mercy lowered her eyes and looked at the picture. She then looked back up at Chloe and stared at her like she was an alien.

"Uhhh.... That's a nice..." Pigeon? House? Horse? It sort of looked like people. "Beaarr?" She said, raising her eyebrow, hoping she got it right.

Chloe's lips sealed together tightly, looking at Mercy with pure blank stare. "B..." She couldn't believe that her art of boy love was being mistaken for a... Bear!?

"It's..." Her eye twitched. "Y-You don't see the two heads!?" She asked, only to flush when she realized there were in fact two 'heads' but one wasn't exactly visible.

"Ehhhhh....."

Mercy patted Chloe on the back and smiled weakly at her friend. "Well... maybe next time you'll get it. Practice makes perfect!" She chirped and rubbed Chloe's back, easing her towards the counter. "You need a nice frap, Chlo. Are you sure you're not working too hard?"