"Bitches you are" Taylor muttered "Bitches you shall be."
The head blonde looked with puzzlement at the fork in her hand. What was it? It fell from her fingers as she lowered her face into her plate of Chinese food, seizing morsels in her teeth.
Blonde #2 knocked over her Diet coke with her jaw, then began lapping it up. Blonde #3 growled at Blonde #4, who was trying to eat the food on Blonde #3's plate.
The Blondes, whose clothing had somehow disappeared, took a moment to attach the collars and leashes that had suddenly appeared in fromt of them. Then they went back to devouring their food. Blonde #3 lunged at Blonde #4, and the two were rolling on the floor, snarling and yapping. Blonde #2 squatted on the floor to urinate. Blonde #1 was licking herself.
Four people emerged from the crowd, seized the leashes, and led the blondes away in different directions. The blondes were walking on their hands and feet. None of the surrounding people in the mall acted as if it was anything unusual.
Taylor smiled.