No Mercy.

Kelly's face drooped into a frown towards Lilly. That sarcasm. That Sarcasm. Kelly's brow twitched. She could already tell working with Lilly would be not be easy.

"And Mercy will be taken care of my big breasted companion! But alas that's my problem... I have no honest idea how to get to Mercy at all. If I hit her, she'll fire me." Kelly scratched her chin.

"Who is a more important target to you anyway, The Cowboy or Mercy?" Kelly was curious, but either target did involve Mercy and Kelly could figure out how to hurt her.

"Oooh! Oooh!" Kelly jumped up suddenly. "Why don't we just go in costumes and beat her up in her office?"

Lilly, as intrigued as she was with this, couldn't help but feel like Kelly didn't really have much of a plan at all. She would have assumed, if she came all the way here to ask her for her help, she might have already had at least some kind of plan all lined up. But alas, that didn't seem to be the case. It left Lilly to do all of the thinking, and she really didn't want to have to think about it too much. "Yeah. not being able to actually touch her does make it a problem," Lilly replied, sounding rather distant as she tried to think of a possible idea.

Then Kelly asked who she found to be more of a target. At that, Lilly paused. She never really thought about that. Clyde had been the one to start all of this. He beat her in their first match together, and from there, Lilly wanted nothing more than to get revenge. Especially after he left her naked and unconscious in the hallway... she shuddered at the memory. But then he started dating that Mercy bitch. SHE was someone she loathed almost as much as Clyde, throwing her weight around, making her lose her title shot, and basically hiding Clyde from her. It didn't really seem like she preferred one over the other, but still...

"Clyde will get what's coming to him, for sure. As for little Ms. Pepto Bismol Hair, I think I would love sinking my nails into her throat a little bit more than dealing with Clyde," Lilly replied. In the end, she guessed that with Mercy cutting her off at every corner, she wanted to take her out more than Clyde, because with her out of the way, there would be NOTHING stopping her from getting to the cowboy.

"I... you... just... stop talking for a second. Costumes? What are we, common thugs? Use your brain a bit!" Lilly said, a little bit on edge after being asked who she wanted more. "There are so many other ways that we could use that are just as effective, if not more so, than beating her up! Bruises, broken bones, they hurt, but they heal easy. But hitting them right here," Lilly pointed a perfectly filed fingernail at her heart, "and right here," and then at her temple, "THAT kind of pain, Ms. Kelly, is much worse, and lasts much longer."