"It is time we settled this; once and for all," said Neshomeh. She looked into July's eyes and began to disrobe.
"I agree," replied July, who followed suit. "This has gone on far too long."
They both removed their shirts, and took a moment to readjust their glasses.
"Let's be clear on the rules, then." Neshomeh was hopping on one foot while she removed a shoe. "Whoever begs for mercy first loses and the other person gets to use the spelling they think best."
July was shedding her trousers. She kept stopping to brush her hair out of her face. "Very well. I hope you're ready. On three, then?"
The two were now fully naked and faced each other from opposite ends of a large bed.
"One," said Neshomeh, as she put aside her glasses.
"Two," continued July. A wicked gleam in her eye.
"Three," they both called. There was a mad scrambling as they moved toward each other over the bed.
Meanwhile, in a sauna on the other side of a mirror.
"Okay, this really was a good idea," commented Phobos. Moans were heard from the adjacent room.
"Agreed," said Artell as he wiped condensation from the two way mirror. He didn't want to miss any of the show.
"This is probably the healthiest way for them to resolve this."
"Absolu-- Oh my. Where did Nesh learn to do that?"
Phobos gave a knowing smile and changed the subject. "So, I understand we are supposed to be doing something involving... sticks?"