Your mouth means nothing for Us. Your existence means nothing for Us if you can't prove yourself worthy of Our attention.
You can't take pain, you are a disgusting cleaner, a bitch that can't take more than a finger. So why should We keep you here and not throw you out naked?
Myself and Mistress Arianna agree on giving you one last chance. To transform your mouth in ashtray and our spit bucket. We want to see that mix in your mouth, that tough black and that face invaded by Our ash.
Is the only way you can amuse Us. Open wide and accept your sentence.