Miranda’s finds herself in the tickle chair, bound in red rope. Her hands bound around her like a straight jacket. She can only warn Dante not to do what she knows he’s planning on doing. But in the end, she is helpless against Dante’s relentless tickle that begins with fingers, and then escalates to two small sticks of varying sizes. She is tickled and poked until she is fuming angry from laughing so hard. At the end, Dante again decides to leave her bound so she can cool off a bit.