"Wait. Wait. You know what? No. No, no. Give me the antidote, I can't do this." Amanda shakes her head and turns around.
"What? C'mon, Amanda, it's great, really!" Rob pleads, desperately.
"She's done something to you, made you sick in the head! I am not sucking on a grown cow-woman's tits! That's disgusting!"
"Well, I'm not giving you the antidote, then." Mary stands up, towering over the two of them. "You wanna go back to normal? You're going to suck on these things 'till I'm good and dry."
"You're insane. You're both insane. Rob, I'm through. I thought I knew you, but this is... this is too much. I'm not even sure I'm not dreaming."
"Wait, Amanda, please. Don't... don't..."
"Forget it, Rob." Amanda begins to stalk over to the vial container, intent on looking through it for an antidote when Mary snages her by the back of the neck and brings her up to her face.
"You're starting to make me angry, Amanda. Don't forget who's the big fat cow and who's the tiny little cat here. Now start sucking before I toss you into the wall."
Amanda's only response is to slash Mary across the face, hard.