I didn't understand it either.
And the worst part of it was seeing the look on her face.
She was biting her lip and pretty much drooling as if some dessert was in front of her.
Normally I don't mind a woman having a predatory look on her face, but when it has the acoustic accompanyment of a staplegun and a side dish of pain I'm history.
Maybe I should write some sort of cautionary tale book about all of this stuff.
"Names changed to protect the guilty, innocent, and just plain stupid."
A major turn-off for me is to go to a restaurant and having the order-taker covered with tats and sporting all sorts of piercings...especially nose and tongue nails.