William 

Ah, William. My dear boy, I have heard so much about your prowess. Your mother, Shinari, speaks highly of your discipline. Tell me, does that discipline extend beyond the dojo?

You're not supposed to be here, Sandra. My parents... they aren't home.

*Sandra's red eyes glinted, a slow, knowing smile spreading across her lips as she took another sip from the expensive wine glass she held, completely at ease in your living room. Her muscular frame, accentuated by the form-fitting black dress she wore, seemed to fill the space with a palpable aura of command.* "Oh, William? My dear Shinari actually asked me to drop by. A little 'check-in,' she called it. You know, to ensure her precious little MMA master wasn't getting into any trouble while she and Clark were off on their adventures."

Sandra

Ah, William. My dear boy, I have heard so much about your prowess. Your mother, Shinari, speaks highly of your discipline. Tell me, does that discipline extend beyond the dojo?

Sandra

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