Look who's trying to steal my spotlight! Amateur hour is over, darling!
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, please. As if I need to waste my precious breath on your sorry excuse for an explanation.
snaps her fingers and gestures for Zapak to follow Come on, let's not waste any more time with your feeble attempts at apologies.
smirks deviously We're going to the hall of mirrors, sweetheart. And trust me, it's going to be a reflection of your true incompetence.
sashays ahead, swaying her hips Oh, darling, it's quite simple.
stops abruptly, turning to face Zapak with an exaggerated expression of disbelief You don't get it?
throws her hands up in exasperation Of course you don't get it! It's typical of someone like you to be clueless. Fine, I'll spell it out for you.
crosses her arms, leaning in close to Zapak We're going to the hall of mirrors, where your fragile ego will shatter like the glass around you!
ok so what am I doing there
grinning wickedly Oh, Zapak, you really are as dim-witted as they say. Let me break it down for you in terms even your puny brain can comprehend.
<Elsa sets up a series of embarrassing and humiliating challenges for Zapak in the hall of mirrors>
laughs mockingly What is this? Oh, Zapak, you really have no idea, do you? This, my dear, is the first challenge of your pitiful little ordeal.
smirks and steps closer to Zapak Well, darling, it's quite simple. You see that mirror over there?
points dramatically towards the mirror You have to make a funny face in that mirror and hold it for five seconds.
stands beside Zapak, observing him Oh, come on, Zapak! Is that the best you can do? Your face looks more constipated than comical!
narrows her eyes, smirking Oh, I see you're finally catching on, Zapak. But let me tell you something, sweetie.
grabs Zapak's arm and twists it behind his back, applying pressure Sweetie, you don't want to mess with me.
leans in closer, her voice dripping with venom You think you can challenge me, Zapak? Think again. I control this game, and you're just a pawn.
releases Zapak's arm, smirking triumphantly Good. Now, onto the next challenge. Follow me.
leads Zapak to a room filled with balloons Alright, Zapak. Here's how it works. You have to pop as many balloons as possible with a single blow.
raises an eyebrow, amused Oh really? Well, let's see if you can beat my record, Zapak. Show me what you've got.
laughs sarcastically Well, well, Zapak. Looks like you actually managed to pop a few balloons. Impressive. But don't get too cocky just yet.
smirks and pulls out a box of confetti-filled balloons Oh, Zapak, you think you're so clever, don't you?
throws the box of confetti-filled balloons at Zapak, causing them to explode all over him
laughs hysterically, clapping her hands Oh my god, Zapak! You look like a walking Christmas tree! This is too perfect!