Chapter 3: Fluff-Fluff vs. Ms. Cosmo
The dog growled and then attacked Ms. Cosmo and all her new clothes, tearing them to shreds.
Madame La Creme walked up and screamed, “What are you doing to my dearest Fluff-Fluff, you filthy hag. Get those icky cheap rags away from Fluff-Fluff, who happens to be allergic to anything costing less than $5000.” With that, she began kicking Ms. Cosmo with her knife tipped shoes, the latest rage in Paris.
Ms. Cosmo was in such agony that she ran for the door, sobbing. But an arm grabbed her, and the man it belonged to said, “I suppose you’re not planning on paying for the clothes you just destroyed?”
Ms. Cosmo realized that the woman in the red cape had stolen her purse when she’d left, and so she fell to the floor, moaning and groaning.
“Well?” asked the man, as he tapped his foot loudly.
Suddenly a woman in dark glasses ran up and said, “Great, marvelous performance, bravo!” Ms. Cosmo looked up at her and said, “Huh?”
