"I warned you," Toffee said, raising her hand tentatively. "You'll regret it."
But the Leader, unintimidated, continued toward the door. He had just reached out to open it when Toffee brought her hand down quickly over the face of the ring. Events proceeded according to expectations.
As Toffee aimed the magic ring, You Know Who suddenly sprawled across the desk with a howl of pained surprise!
"Halpovitch!" the Leader screamed, and plumped down heavily on the floor. "Oi!" Following the pattern of his forerunners he slapped his hands to his bottom and hugged himself into a knot of pulsating agony. A stream of highly charged verbiage sullied the air.
"You kick me in restricted, top secret area!" he wailed.
"Not exactly," Toffee said. "Though it's a shame. So many people have longed to." She moved closer to her distressed victim. "Going to start punching buttons? If you do I'll take the heat off."