"He's just a paper tiger, I'm not afraid of him at all now." Jane Sampson was smug.
"Not afraid? If you have the guts, shout the words 'paper tiger' loudly towards the room upstairs. Just shout, 'James Black, you're nothing but a paper tiger, I'm Jane Sampson and I'm not afraid of you at all!'" Coco Edwards made a inviting gesture. "Come on, start your performance."
Jane Sampson was so speechless from the banter that she punched Coco Edwards several times in frustration, "Can't you be nicer to me? Can't you hope for me to be better! If I really shout that, I'll be disciplined by him!"
"Is it my fault then?" Coco Edwards shrugged, "If you're cowardly, then just accept your fate."
Jane Sampson was nearly knocked out by Coco Edwards' words.
However, the makeup artist next to them was amused by the two, and with that laughter, the atmosphere in the living room relaxed.
