His strategy came to a successful conclusion shortly after he spent a few moments motivating his co-operative nudes, who sat in stringent ropework on a glistening black lounge, their lips once again sealed by duct-tape. Wriggling close together, they made a convincingly hapless couple while maneuvering back and forth until Vicky lay with her head in Chanel's lap. They were so convincing that the Boss could no longer avoid their silent appeals for rescue -- but the outcome was a bitter one for that proud figure, who recognized that the Difference-Maker had triumphed again.