Two male zombies, otherwise known as subs, cower when addressing their attractive female superiors. They say "Yes, Mistress Poison" or "No, Mistress Tara" like lobotomy outpatients. The only thing these benign doormats want is to please the ladies, and lick their toes and shoes, which they do with slobbering efficiency.

The two mistresses of ceremonies, Poison and Tara, are sexy, charming, and fun to watch. Bob O., who is Southern (which means he's slow, and pronounces "pretty" purty), is asked various questions by Poison, the urban comedian. All he can muster are yes-and-no answers. The adorable hardass kicks him in the dick and says, "You don't get very excited, do you?" No he doesn't, but he worship just fine.

Tara is also a thing of beauty in her princess-red party dress. She wears red snakeskin pumps with five-inch heels. Needless to say, one should let that shoe and the wearer of it do whatever they want. Some off-screen racket mildly wrecks the beauty and stillness of scene two.