-|We fade back in to see the outside off a Village Inn. The camera zooms in to the inside of the restaurant to see Jimmy Stryker, Kasey, and Rhiannon standing, waiting for a waitress to seat them. The camera cuts to inside as a waitress walks over to them. She stops and smiles.|-

Waitress: "Smoking or non? " -

[ Jimmy reaches into his pocket and pullls out a pack of Marlboros. He lights it up and takes a few drags. He then takes one, long drag and blows the smoke in the hostess' face, causing her to cough. Jimmy smiles.|-

Jimmy Stryker: "Non."

-|The waitress glares at the AWA Supersstar and then leads them around the restaurant. As they are walking, Jimmy puts his cigarette out on a seat of a booth. She sits them and then begins to speak.|-

Waitress:" What would you like to drink? "

Jimmy Stryker:" Beer. "

Waitress:" We don't serve beer here. "

Jimmy Stryker:" WHAT?!?! "

-|Jimmy slaps the Waitress.|-

Jimmy Stryker: "Bring me beer or I will sue you! "

-|The waitress rubs her face.|-

Waitress:" I will bring you NOTHING!"

Jimmy Stryker: "WRONG! You will bring me the manager! "

-|The Waitress grumbles and walks out oof view. Jimmy smirks.|-

Rhiannon James: "Why are you always such an asshole? "

Jimmy Stryker: "Me? An asshole? NEVER! "

Kasey: "Mmmmmm. I'm getin' myself a hamburger.."

-| Kasey begins to eat imaginary food off his imaginary plate.|-

Jimmy Stryker: "...Right... ah Kasey I think you need to lay off the drugs buddy...I really do.."

-|The manager then comes storming over,, followed by the waitress. He slams his fists down on the table.|-

Manager:" What do you want?! "

-| Kasey jumps and then hides under thhe table. Jimmy scoffs.|-

Jimmy Stryker: "Well that's not very polite. What ever happened to service with a smile? "

-|The manager raises his hand and pointts to the sneer on his face.|-

Manager: "You see this face? It means I'm not happy. Now... WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?! "

Jimmy Stryker: "Hey, hey, hey, calm it down. Rhiannon, tell the man about his insane waitress. "

Rhiannon James: "No speakee english, misieur."

Jimmy Stryker:" .....Alright then. Well, your Waitress decided that she wasn't going to sell me any beer. "

Manager: "We don't even sell beer here, jackass."

Jimmy Stryker:" What!? That is appauling! "

Manager:" Now, on to you... I hear that you slapped her? "

Jimmy Stryker: "Me? Slap a moronic woman? "

-| Jimmy pauses.|-

Jimmy Stryker: "You know it. "

-|The manager glares at Jimmy and then glances at the Waitress, then speaks to her.|-

Manager: "You might want to go away, this is about to get ugly".

-|The waitress nods and then walks awayy, laughing in approval. The manager turns around to see when she is completely gone. He then smiles and laughs.|-

Manager:" Man, I have been wanting to slap that bitch in the face since day one. Good job, son. "

-| Jimmy gets a puzzled look on his face.|-

Jimmy Stryker:" Beer? "

Manager:" Well, technically, we don't serve beer here... But I have some in the cooler in the back. It's all yours, if you want it. "

Rhiannon James:" Finaly you get your damn beer."

-|The manager points at Rhiannon.|-

Manager: "I thought you didn't speak english? "

Rhiannon James: "Ehhhhhh.... No comprende. "

-| Jimmy shakes his head. The manager juust turns and walks away, not saying a word. Jimmy slumps down in his seat and glances at the camera. He then looks away, staring into space.|-

Now we are really strapped for time. It's Friday already. Monday is growing closer and closer. Some may say that me teaming up with the rumbler makes no sense at all....Well tell that to my girl..She was the one that pointed out to be successful doesn't mean you have to like each other. Hell the AWA doesn't even seem to like either of us much..since on the card they can't even put our tag team name...which by the way butt fuckers is "Revolution" just think of it like my television show..The Revolution...you know the show that gets higher ratings than Adrenaline show...Ha! burn....

Many might think that Sky Johson and Xavier may stand a chance...well that is if anyone can find their sorry asses... some of the roster here say that sky and xavier are the best athletes out there today. You know what I have to say about ... I say that they are moronic douche bags. bloody tampons, hairy twats. They deserves to be shot and thrown out a window....just to make the world a better place. Boys, I don't give a fuck what you hold or want to hold... You can hold my nutsac for all I care. The fact of the matter is that Monday night is my time and all you can do is sit back and watch you two turn on each other...

-| Jimmy smirks and then looks dead intoo the camera.|-

Kids, do me a favor. Get your ass in gear. Focus. Take a long, hard look at the reality of your situation. You're walking into a lose/lose situation. If you go into that match you will either lose .... Or if you somehow cheat your way to a win, I will beat you to a pulp after the match and put you on permanent leave. Even if I have to do the job alone...

-| Jimmy stands and begins walking away,, leaving Rhiannon and Kasey behind. He stops and turns around. He motions for them to come on.|-

Rhiannon James: "Hey! Beer! We need beer! "

-| Jimmy shakes his head.|-

Jimmy Stryker:" No time for beer. We have to go...I need some of that good lovin' babe..".

Rhiannon James:" Hah! Fun! "

-| Rhiannon runs to catch up with Jimmy as the scene. Fades.|-