MVO: Her eyes gleamed as her dark painted lips curved in a slow smile of intent.
SFX: BUBBLING SOUND
MVO: A single long fingernail trailed along the contours of her mug, or was that a talon? The swirling coffee rippled in trepidation as she kicked off her stilettos. A lonely owl in the distance marked time...
SFX: OWL HOOTING
MVO: Now - With a deftness that belied her fragile appearance,
SFX: CACKLING LAUGHTER
MVO: She snatched a shining silver spoon... Her weapon of choice. Not one, not two but three spoons of sugar mercilessly sprinkled into the trembling coffee. And with each swirl she poisoned its purity, until it was gone.
WOMAN: (GASPS)
MVO: What a waste...
MUSIC STOPS
MVO: Stop killing your coffee. Switch to Khao Shong Cappuccino – It’s ready to drink.