[color=pink]"Hey you! Little mouse!"[/color] shouted Rolo. [color=pink]"We got no cheese here!"[/color] he shouted again, more playfully this time.

"I know where you can find some, little cutie" said Switch, the lanky one. He made the crotch chop gesture before laughing hysterically out loud. It sounded like a hyena but twice as loud and five times as abrasive. 

"Shut it Switch!" piped up Divo, the short stocky one, who also had slicked back black hair. "She'd rather have a guy like me! Stout and hardy! Not some scrawny wiener like you" he continued.

"I suppose you are more, down to earth." countered Switch, before laughing at his own referential joke. His laugh was even louder and more obnoxious than before. 

"Why I outa...." threatened Divo. He grabbed Switches shirt then pulled his chest down, so that they were both face to face. Switch was still giggling, not taking the threat of violence seriously in the least. It seemed that such instances were not uncommon between Switch and Divo.

[color=pink]"Now now boys"[/color] placated Rolo. [color=pink]"That's no way to behave in front of our guest. Look at her, the poor thing. You dopes have scared her half to death![/color] Rolo rebuked. 

"Sorry Rolo" said Divo, before letting Switch go. 

"We didn't mean it big guy. You know we was just playin." said Switch, apologetically. 

[color=pink]"Boneheads!"[/color] Rolor rebuked again. 

Rolex turned to the girl they discovered outside the clubhouse. [color=pink]"What's your name little darlin?"[/color] he asked.