Pookey's got Rasha pinned back -- half out of her chair, shoved up against the wall. Her face terrified as he screams, "94 feet of hell! This is it, right here! Can't pass, can't dribble! Where you gonna go, huh!?"
"Pookey ... !?" wails Rasha.
"I body you up like this, where you gonna go!?"
Rasha tries to wheel away, but Pookey bodies her up even tighter.
"Here comes the double team! You gonna split it? You ain't gonna split it, not when I got you like this!!!"