Less than 2 minutes after Armand had left Mike hanging in the shower,
Raoul had grabbed him. He took the yellow ring straight to the locker
room cage room where Raoul worked as the towel boy.
"Where ya been, Raoul! I'm waiting for a fresh towel," growled Armand
who stood there naked dripping wet.
"Hey, I left clean towels by the window," Raoul said squeezing the
yellow prize in his pocket.
"I want a fresh one!"
"Alright, here," Raoul says throwing Armand a new towel.
"That's better," Armand said as he began drying his crotch. He paused,
and added, "Damn, I forgot it in the shower room." He turns and
stalks off.
Raoul grins extracting the yellow band from his pocket. He opens a
drawer and pulls out a wax figurine. It vaguely resembles Armand.
Raoul twists the yellow band around the crude figure and scrawls the
name ARMAND into the doll. He mutters the incantation that his grand
dame taught him, and pulls a feather out of the drawer. He begins to
tickle the doll vigorously.
In the shower room, Armand is pissed. Someone took his trophy. Where
is the bracelet? Unexpectedly, he feels a tickle at his side. He spins
around no one is there. More tickling. Armand flails at his invisible
attacker and begins to laugh uncontrollably. He soon doubles over on
the shower room floor rolling around laughing. Others go into the
shower room and stare at him rolling naked on the wet floor clutching
his sides.
The cage phone rings. Raoul looks at his Armand doll wrapped in his
yellow rubber band, and whispers, "This is only the beginning,
Armand." He sticks the doll in the drawer closes it and answers the
phone.