[ the sound of rustling clothes, kicks and punches and a few manly grunts of pain ]
You make such a good punching bag, Tony. [ said with humour ] So, what do you say to some---
[ INSERT LOUD AND GIRLY SCREAM HERE, then muffled silence ]
Oh God. What. Why am I naked? And why is Tony naked?
... I can deal with this. I can. Breathe. Training. If I
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