The cold marble floor felt unforgiving beneath Lily's small palms as she pressed her face into her arms and sobbed.
The little girl lies on the marble floor crying beside her smashed cupcake[cite: 1].
SFX: Loud crying[cite: 1]
Lily: (Crying) My cupcake... it's all broken on the floor...
Clara: Shh, my sweet angel. Don't look at it. Mommy is right here with you.
Lily: (Sobbing) The mean man pushed me down with his shoe!
Clara: I know, baby. I saw everything. And that man is going to pay for what he did.
Richard crossed his arms, looking down at the crying child with complete indifference and arrogance.
Richard: Stop your howling. It's just a cheap piece of cake. I'll buy you a dozen more if it stops your screeching.
Clara: Keep your dirty money, you vile coward! You don't buy your way out of hurting a child!
Richard: Coward? I am one of the primary financial sponsors of this entire charity foundation.
Clara: Being rich doesn't give you the right to abuse innocent people in public.
Richard: In this ballroom, wealth is the only law that matters. And you two are trespassing on my patience.
Clara's breath hitched as a fair-skinned blonde American woman in an elegant strapless evening gown rushed over in shock[cite: 1].
SFX: Shocked gasp[cite: 1]
Victoria: Richard! What on earth did you just do to this little girl?!
Richard: Stay out of this, Victoria. The brat was blocking my path to the bar.
Victoria: You tripped a child?! Have you completely lost your mind in front of all these donors?!
Will Victoria's intervention be enough to stop Richard's unstoppable ego?