Post by vincejones on Jul 23, 2014 21:14:14 GMT -6
The camera fades into a small, private locker room where a steady roar can be heard from a crowd of people assembled in the arena area. The camera catches sight of Reno Banks "The Agent of the Stars" standing next to one of his clients, Crusher "The Human Highlight" Helix who is seated on a bench trying to get his mind right for his upcoming match for the night. Reno Banks claps and begins rubbing his hands together feverishly in anticipation.
Reno Banks: Crusha, tonight's a big night, baby! Are you amped?? Cuz I know I sure am right about now! Its you versus Strike King Cobra for number one contendership for the heavyweight title tonight!
A shiver of excitement runs through Reno's spine as he smiles down at Crusher Helix. Helix shakes his head in disappointment and slowly rises to his feet.
Crusher Helix: Reno, enough with all the cheap motivational talk! You're talkin' about The Human Highlight here! In just a little while you and all those people out there are gonna see another chump become just anotha clip on the absolutely marvelous highlight reel that is my career. Its as simple as that, Reno!
Crusher stands tall as a smug look crosses his face. Reno pats him on the back and nods his head in agreement. All of a sudden there is a loud knock on the locker room door. Crusher's look of confidence is quickly erased and replaced by a look of anger.
Crusher Helix: Who the hell is that? I thought everyone got the memo around here that I am not to be bothered before I go into a match!
Reno begins smiling rather sheepishly at Crusher Helix. Helix notices Reno's sudden change in demeanor and slowly turns in his direction and snatches him up by the collar.
Crusher Helix: You did make that known to all these people around here right?? Right??
Reno Banks: Well, I...
Crusher immediately shoves Reno backwards in disgust.
Crusher Helix: Ya know? Sometimes I wonder to myself why I even keep you around, Reno. Its mind-boggling sometimes!
Reno Banks: Well, I'm the absolute best at what I do...
The knock is heard once again and it sounds a bit louder this time which annoys Crusher Helix even more.
Crusher Helix: You're the best at what you do yet I'm being disturbed in my damn locker room right now? Is that being the best at producing results or the best at mucking things up??
Reno begins sliding slowly in the direction of the doorway.
Crusher Helix: And where the hell are you going right now, Reno??
Reno Banks: Just gonna answer the door for ya, Crusha...
Crusher Helix: Like hell you are! I'll answer my own damn door.
Reno Banks steps in front of Helix and throws his arms up in the air begging for him to stay put.
Reno Banks: Crusha, I'll handle this one!
Crusher snatches Reno and flings him to the side in fury as the knocking continues once again.
Crusher Helix: Get out the way!
Crusher storms towards the door, grabs the handle and immediately swings it open revealing the figures of Vince Jones and the lovely Jasmine Shelley standing in his doorway. Crusher slams the door in both of their faces and immediately whirls around and faces Reno who is still grinning from ear-to-ear rather sheepishly at the moment as Vince Jones pounds on the door from the outside yet again.
Crusher Helix: And what the hell is he doing here, Reno?? You know how much I hate that bastard!
Reno shrugs.
Reno Banks: Well, I had...
Crusher Helix: This isn't UWA, Reno! This is my stomping grounds! I mean this is supposed to be a huge night for me around here and you're gonna invite that sorry piece shit out here?? I can't believe you, man! I can't fuckin' believe you right now!
Reno Banks: Well, he and I needed to talk a few things over. That's all, Crusha!
Crusher folds his arms across his chest and rolls his eyes.
Crusher Helix: I pay you for your damn time! And right now this is my time!!! You hear me?? My time!!! So, you go ahead and tell him to get lost! Fix this shit right now and make it quick!
Reno slides over towards Crusher Helix and reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder to try and calm him down but Crusher immediately slaps his hand away.
Crusher Helix: Don't touch me, Reno!
Reno Banks: Crusha, I just...
Crusher Helix: Cut the crap and (points towards the doorway) get out there and handle this right now!
Reno walks over towards the door and slowly opens up the door. Vince immediately comes barrelling through the doorway followed by Jasmine.
Reno extends a hand towards Vince and flashes him a cheesy grin to welcome him.
Reno Banks: Vinnie...
Vince looks totally past Reno and directly at Crusher Helix.
Vince Jones: So, who the fuck (points at Crusher) you think you dealin' with up in here, part-nah?
Vince shoves his way past Reno and immediately makes a bee line towards Crusher Helix. Helix stands his ground as Vince gets square in his face.
Vince Jones: Don't you eva....eva...slam a fuckin' door in Jonesy's fuckin' face! Get it! Got it! Good!!!
Crusher looks back at Vince in defiance.
Reno Banks: Guys...
Crusher Helix: Or else what, huh??
Reno Banks: Really, guys??
Crusher Helix shoves Vince backwards in fury.
Crusher Helix: Or else what, Vince?? You here in my fuckin' territory! This is my damn house!
Reno Banks: C'mon guys let's just put an end to all of this.
Vince Jones looks downward and then looks back at Crusher.
Vince Jones: Oh, you really lookin' to get that chin of yours checked!! Is that it?? Well, you might be a big fuckin' deal around this joint; but, right about now you lookin' at an even bigga deal, son!!
Crusher chuckles to himself.
Crusher Helix: All I hear is noise right about now!
Reno Banks: Look, we don't need this right now!
Vince motions for Reno to be silent.
Vince Jones: Shut it up, Reno!
Vince raises his fist in a threatening manner.
Vince Jones: Noise, huh? Well, you play yo fuckin' cards right and that head of yours gonna be ringin' like a fuckin' bell real soon!
Vince tries to lunge towards Crusher but Reno and Jasmine immediately slide in between the two of them in an effort to keep the two big men apart from one another.
Reno Banks: GUYS ENOUGH!!
Crusher Helix: Look! Its not my fault that this guy (points at Vince) is all sore because he couldn't take care of his business against some low-life pimp in the ring in his first night as a champ! If I was in that ring the sorry bastard would've been on his back and pinned!
Vince Jones: Reno, shut that mahfucka up! Shut him up, man! You betta shut up or Jonesy gonna shut his ass done and the bitch won't be makin' out to the damn ring tonight!
Crusher Helix: Oh, shut me up? Shut me up?? The truth hurts sometimes! And who the hell are you to come barging into my locker room and tellin' a guy like (points to himself) me to shut the hell up?
Vince Jones: V just did and he'll do it again! You got a problem? Tough shit, son!
Crusher Helix: Well, you got one thing right, Vince! I am a big fuckin' deal around these parts! With that said, maybe you should get the memo and realize that you are nothin' more than a visitor!
Crusher Helix breaks free of Reno's grasp and shoves him to the side. He walks up to the Vince and snarls.
Crusher Helix: Now if you'll excuse me for a moment I'm about to go out to that ring right now and...WIN! If you absolutely feel the need you and your girl can join Reno and have your little talk of business; but, make sure you take some notes while I'm out there doing what I do best. You might learn a thing or two...son!
Crusher throws a shoulder into Vince, pushes past him, and exits the locker room leaving Vince fuming.
Vince Jones: Yo! What the hell is up with that shit, huh?? Is it Jonesy's fault that the man ain't as a big a deal as V??
Reno Banks rolls his eyes, and just shakes his head.
Reno Banks: Vinnie J, can you ever stand to just tone down the bravado just a tad bit sometimes?
Jasmine rolls her eyes, tosses her hair to the side, and daintly folds her arms across her chest.
Jasmine: You can say that again, Reno...
Vince turns towards Jasmine and then towards Reno in disbelief of their demeanors.
Vince Jones: Oh, so its gotta be like that, huh? V can't even believe the two of you right now!
Reno Banks: Well, I understand that you're a big deal, Vinnie! We both understand that you're a big deal; but, here you come and you have the audacity to just barge into the man's locker room and totally disrespect the man on his home turf...
Vince shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.
Vince Jones: Respect is fuckin' earned, man! That's just the way it is man.
Reno throws his hands up in the air and tosses in the towel on arguing with his client, Vince Jones at the moment.
Reno Banks: You know what? How about this? Let's just drop all of this and make our way to the box where we can really get down to business. Besides, Crusha is expecting me to be observing his upcoming match tonight.
Reno slides past Vince and makes his way to the door. Jasmine follows behind him and the two of them stop and turn around as Vince just stands there in the middle of the room totally disinterested with the current circumstances.
Reno Banks: C'mon, man! We need to get going!
Vince Jones: Hmph! Whateva...
Vince marches towards the door and the three of them exit the room as the camera slowly fades to black. The camera slowly fades back in and we catch sight of Reno, Vince, and Jasmine seated in a private skybox in the raucous arena. There is a table laid out behind them with assorted beverages on ice as well as a large assortment of foods and h'ordeuvres. Reno popping the cork on a bottle of sparkling wine and he pours out three glasses. He strolls over and hands Vince as well as Jasmine a glass. Reno walks over to the large glass window of the skybox and looks down taking in the action that is going on down below in the ring between Crusher Helix and his opponent for the night. He then turns around and faces Jasmine and Vince.
Reno Banks: Well, I guess I'll just go ahead and open things up by saying that things didn't go necessarily the way I had planned for them to go last week.
Vince just slumps back in his chair and chuckles to himself and then snarls out a response.
Vince Jones: Well, no shit Sherlock! Doesn't take a fuckin' genius to figga that shit out!
Reno throws up a hand in Vince's direction.
Reno Banks: Now Mr. Jones....
Vince Jones: Just silence the Mista Jones bullshit, Reno!
Jasmine leans over and tries to place her hand on his shoulder to try and calm him down but he immediately slaps her away.
Vince Jones: Get the fuck off of me, bitch!
Jasmine: V, let's just try and keep this civil for a moment...
Vince whirls around and leans towards Jasmine.
Vince Jones: Civil?? Civil?? Is that supposed to be the answer here? Fuckin' civility and shit?? Nah! V was supposed to be gettin' his air time out there in that ring last week and lettin' mahfuckas know that he had arrived as their new North American champ; but this guy (points at Reno) drops the fuckin' ball on that shit!
Reno Banks: Now Mr. Jones...
Vince Jones: Shut it up for a moment! You dropped the damn ball and that's all there is to it!
Reno Banks: Well, we had a few hiccups that led to that...
Vince Jones: Oh, and how about the loss to Silva Baron?? Jonesy just came off his biggest victory in the UWA! He supposed to be celebratin'! All's supposed to be good! Then, Fray-sha Freeman comes strollin' along and puts the monkey wrench in what's good in the ring and Jonesy walkin' out with a fuckin' loss to his boss man, the pimp! Ya know? That don't sit right with V. Jones, man!
Reno nods in agreement.
Reno Banks: And that it shouldn't...
Jasmine: Well, maybe that'll keep you from sneakin' around with anymore good for nothin', triflin' ass hoes like you two weeks ago!
Vince turns towards Jasmine and gives her the look of death. Jasmine covers her mouth in a mocking manner.
Jasmine: Oops! Did I just say that? Wow! I think I just did!
Vince Jones: V don't have time for yo shit, Jasmine! We tryin' to iron out some business here! We not talkin' 'bout old shit from months ago!
Jasmine: I think that was roughly two weeks ago to be exact...
Vince leans to the side shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
Jasmine: Well, while we're airing grievances, you could've been just a little more pro-active about Freeman yelling at me and getting in my face at ringside.
Vince Jones: Whateva! Shit happens, Jasmine!
Jasmine leans back in her chair and folds her arms across her chest.
Vince Jones: ...And what the fuck is up with this damn Protect-ah, huh?? Does anyone know who the fuck this masked Batman actin' ass mahfucka is?? Cat poppin' out the shadows and shit! V can't go any fuckin' where in the UWA anymore without havin' to watch his damn back for this damn mystery man! So Reno, you supposed to be the man with the answers and shit! Whatchu know, huh??
Reno shrugs his shoulder and takes another sip of his glass of wine.
Reno Banks: I haven't the slightest clue...
Vince turns towards Jasmine who shrugs her shoulders as well.
Jasmine: No clue, V...
Vince turns around and faces Reno with a look of absolute disgust plastered across his face.
Vince Jones: So, what the fuck are we here for, huh? Why the fuck did V waste his damn time comin' out to this fuckin' dump tonight if you've got no fuckin' answers??
Reno leans back against the glass and takes another sip of his drink. He slowly turns around and observes Crusher Helix's match once again.
Vince Jones: So, its like that, huh?? This is some fuckin' bullshit, man! Whole load of shit bein' dumped on V right now and all you can do is stand there and sippy sip on that damn drink??
Vince slowly rises to his feet.
Vince Jones: We oughta here, Reno!
Vince motions for Jasmine to get up as well.
Vince Jones: C'mon!
Reno Banks: Are you still the champ, V?
Vince Jones: Yeah...
Reno Banks: Well, all is still good...
Vince cocks his head to the side.
Vince Jones: Well, you got a real fucked up definition of what's good then!
Reno Banks shakes his head and slowly turns back around and faces Vince.
Reno Banks: Remember the talk we had a few weeks ago?
Vince Jones sneers at the thought.
Vince Jones: Vaguely...
Reno walks across the room and stops in front of Vince.
Reno Banks: The main point I tried to make to (points at Vince) you was for you not to let your championship win at Searing Agony go to your head. You were supposed to go into Mayhem riding the momentum from your title victory yet you chose to party it up the night after and who knows what else you called yourself doing the rest of the time afterwards! That's not how you keep a belt around your waist, Vinnie! You damn well should know that yourself!
Vince Jones: So, what you sayin'?
Reno Banks: I'm saying that last Monday Night Mayhem was a major setback! Yes, we've all come to that conclusion already; but, what are we going to do to move forward?
Jasmine turns to the side in her chair and looks squarely at Vince.
Jasmine: Well, for starters...
Reno Banks: Vince, you'll get your precious air time. Its only right that a man like you gets a chance to vent a little because I'm sure you've got a lot on your mind from last week.
Vince Jones: Damn straight!
Vince begins cracking his knuckles and begins pacing back and forth across the floor slowly.
Reno Banks: Then, we take care of business in that ring against...Miako Adachi at this upcoming Monday Night Mayhem! That's how you're gonna get the ball rolling again, Vince...
Vince stops in his track and turns up his nose in confusion at the unfamilarity of the name.
Vince Jones: Miaka-who??
Reno Banks: The Black Orchid...does that ring a bell at all with you??
Vince Jones: A fuckin' flower?? Where the fuck do these cats come up with this shit, huh?
Reno Banks: Just stop, Vince! This woman could turn out to be rather dangerous out there in ways that you could never imagine! You need to be focused this week unlike last week!
Vince Jones: But you don't understand, man! You come at V talkin' about some bitch who names her damn self afta a flower and shit and you expectin' V to take her seriously, man!
Reno looks upwards and lets out a deep breath, exhaling his frustrations from this moment in time.
Reno Banks: Do the Children of Nephilim mean anything to you at all?
Vince stops for a moment, cups his chin, and begins nodding slowly.
Reno Banks: So, now we're getting somewhere here!
Vince Jones: So, the bitch got some back-up and shit, huh??
Reno Banks: Yeah...just a little. So, when I say you need to be ready that means you need to be ready.
Vince Jones: Its whateva, man! Let's move on! The win is a given!
Reno Banks: Vince, stop!
Vince Jones: What??
Reno Banks: We're not going about things that way, Vince! We're gonna remain focused! We're gonna take no prisoners! We're in it to win it this week! Leave no questions asked!
Vince Jones: And what about, Freeman and the Protect-ah son of bitch??
All of a sudden the door of the skybox bursts open and in steps a sweat-soaked Crusher Helix with an angry scowl plastered across his face. Reno immediately turns in his direction and smiles.
Reno Banks: Crusha Helix, my man!! My man! How did the fight go out there?
There is an awkward silence in the room for a moment and then suddenly Vince Jones shatters it.
Vince Jones: You fuckin' lost out there tonight!
Crusher slowly turns in the direction of Vince and slowly raises his middle finger in his direction.
Crusher Helix: Fuck off, Vince!!
A smug look crosses Vince's face as he delights in Crusher Helix's failure.
Vince Jones: So much for teachin' you man's a thing or two about fighting and shit, you sorry ass sonuvabitch!
Crusher turns around and storms out the room as he calls for Reno.
Crusher Helix: Reno, we need to talk...NOW!!!
Reno shrugs his shoulders.
Reno Banks: Well, I guess we're gonna have to cut this meeting a little short.
Vince Jones: But what about, Freeman and Protect-ah man??
Reno Banks: We'll catch up later, Vince!
Vince Jones: Reno, get yo ass back in here!!!
Reno scurries out the room leaving Vince and Jasmine behind. Vince stomps his foot on the floor in fury.
Vince Jones: Damnit!!
Jasmine turns and looks at Vince curiously.
Jasmine: So, now what??
Vince Jones slowly walks over to the table full of alcohol, looks down, and mischievous grin slowly begins to creep across his face as the gears start turning in his mind.
Vince Jones: We gonna be ig'nant right about now. You know how it be!
Vince snatches up a bottle of wine as Jasmine just shakes her head in disappointment and stands up to her feet.
Jasmine: You've gotta be kidding me, V! Really??
Vince Jones: What? We gonna let all this alcohol go to waste and shit?? This that good shit, babe!
Vince stuffs a bottle under his shirt and begins snatching up as much of everything else that he possibly can as Jasmine strolls out the door distancing herself from her man and his mischief as the camera slowly fades to black.
Reno Banks: Crusha, tonight's a big night, baby! Are you amped?? Cuz I know I sure am right about now! Its you versus Strike King Cobra for number one contendership for the heavyweight title tonight!
A shiver of excitement runs through Reno's spine as he smiles down at Crusher Helix. Helix shakes his head in disappointment and slowly rises to his feet.
Crusher Helix: Reno, enough with all the cheap motivational talk! You're talkin' about The Human Highlight here! In just a little while you and all those people out there are gonna see another chump become just anotha clip on the absolutely marvelous highlight reel that is my career. Its as simple as that, Reno!
Crusher stands tall as a smug look crosses his face. Reno pats him on the back and nods his head in agreement. All of a sudden there is a loud knock on the locker room door. Crusher's look of confidence is quickly erased and replaced by a look of anger.
Crusher Helix: Who the hell is that? I thought everyone got the memo around here that I am not to be bothered before I go into a match!
Reno begins smiling rather sheepishly at Crusher Helix. Helix notices Reno's sudden change in demeanor and slowly turns in his direction and snatches him up by the collar.
Crusher Helix: You did make that known to all these people around here right?? Right??
Reno Banks: Well, I...
Crusher immediately shoves Reno backwards in disgust.
Crusher Helix: Ya know? Sometimes I wonder to myself why I even keep you around, Reno. Its mind-boggling sometimes!
Reno Banks: Well, I'm the absolute best at what I do...
The knock is heard once again and it sounds a bit louder this time which annoys Crusher Helix even more.
Crusher Helix: You're the best at what you do yet I'm being disturbed in my damn locker room right now? Is that being the best at producing results or the best at mucking things up??
Reno begins sliding slowly in the direction of the doorway.
Crusher Helix: And where the hell are you going right now, Reno??
Reno Banks: Just gonna answer the door for ya, Crusha...
Crusher Helix: Like hell you are! I'll answer my own damn door.
Reno Banks steps in front of Helix and throws his arms up in the air begging for him to stay put.
Reno Banks: Crusha, I'll handle this one!
Crusher snatches Reno and flings him to the side in fury as the knocking continues once again.
Crusher Helix: Get out the way!
Crusher storms towards the door, grabs the handle and immediately swings it open revealing the figures of Vince Jones and the lovely Jasmine Shelley standing in his doorway. Crusher slams the door in both of their faces and immediately whirls around and faces Reno who is still grinning from ear-to-ear rather sheepishly at the moment as Vince Jones pounds on the door from the outside yet again.
Crusher Helix: And what the hell is he doing here, Reno?? You know how much I hate that bastard!
Reno shrugs.
Reno Banks: Well, I had...
Crusher Helix: This isn't UWA, Reno! This is my stomping grounds! I mean this is supposed to be a huge night for me around here and you're gonna invite that sorry piece shit out here?? I can't believe you, man! I can't fuckin' believe you right now!
Reno Banks: Well, he and I needed to talk a few things over. That's all, Crusha!
Crusher folds his arms across his chest and rolls his eyes.
Crusher Helix: I pay you for your damn time! And right now this is my time!!! You hear me?? My time!!! So, you go ahead and tell him to get lost! Fix this shit right now and make it quick!
Reno slides over towards Crusher Helix and reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder to try and calm him down but Crusher immediately slaps his hand away.
Crusher Helix: Don't touch me, Reno!
Reno Banks: Crusha, I just...
Crusher Helix: Cut the crap and (points towards the doorway) get out there and handle this right now!
Reno walks over towards the door and slowly opens up the door. Vince immediately comes barrelling through the doorway followed by Jasmine.
Reno extends a hand towards Vince and flashes him a cheesy grin to welcome him.
Reno Banks: Vinnie...
Vince looks totally past Reno and directly at Crusher Helix.
Vince Jones: So, who the fuck (points at Crusher) you think you dealin' with up in here, part-nah?
Vince shoves his way past Reno and immediately makes a bee line towards Crusher Helix. Helix stands his ground as Vince gets square in his face.
Vince Jones: Don't you eva....eva...slam a fuckin' door in Jonesy's fuckin' face! Get it! Got it! Good!!!
Crusher looks back at Vince in defiance.
Reno Banks: Guys...
Crusher Helix: Or else what, huh??
Reno Banks: Really, guys??
Crusher Helix shoves Vince backwards in fury.
Crusher Helix: Or else what, Vince?? You here in my fuckin' territory! This is my damn house!
Reno Banks: C'mon guys let's just put an end to all of this.
Vince Jones looks downward and then looks back at Crusher.
Vince Jones: Oh, you really lookin' to get that chin of yours checked!! Is that it?? Well, you might be a big fuckin' deal around this joint; but, right about now you lookin' at an even bigga deal, son!!
Crusher chuckles to himself.
Crusher Helix: All I hear is noise right about now!
Reno Banks: Look, we don't need this right now!
Vince motions for Reno to be silent.
Vince Jones: Shut it up, Reno!
Vince raises his fist in a threatening manner.
Vince Jones: Noise, huh? Well, you play yo fuckin' cards right and that head of yours gonna be ringin' like a fuckin' bell real soon!
Vince tries to lunge towards Crusher but Reno and Jasmine immediately slide in between the two of them in an effort to keep the two big men apart from one another.
Reno Banks: GUYS ENOUGH!!
Crusher Helix: Look! Its not my fault that this guy (points at Vince) is all sore because he couldn't take care of his business against some low-life pimp in the ring in his first night as a champ! If I was in that ring the sorry bastard would've been on his back and pinned!
Vince Jones: Reno, shut that mahfucka up! Shut him up, man! You betta shut up or Jonesy gonna shut his ass done and the bitch won't be makin' out to the damn ring tonight!
Crusher Helix: Oh, shut me up? Shut me up?? The truth hurts sometimes! And who the hell are you to come barging into my locker room and tellin' a guy like (points to himself) me to shut the hell up?
Vince Jones: V just did and he'll do it again! You got a problem? Tough shit, son!
Crusher Helix: Well, you got one thing right, Vince! I am a big fuckin' deal around these parts! With that said, maybe you should get the memo and realize that you are nothin' more than a visitor!
Crusher Helix breaks free of Reno's grasp and shoves him to the side. He walks up to the Vince and snarls.
Crusher Helix: Now if you'll excuse me for a moment I'm about to go out to that ring right now and...WIN! If you absolutely feel the need you and your girl can join Reno and have your little talk of business; but, make sure you take some notes while I'm out there doing what I do best. You might learn a thing or two...son!
Crusher throws a shoulder into Vince, pushes past him, and exits the locker room leaving Vince fuming.
Vince Jones: Yo! What the hell is up with that shit, huh?? Is it Jonesy's fault that the man ain't as a big a deal as V??
Reno Banks rolls his eyes, and just shakes his head.
Reno Banks: Vinnie J, can you ever stand to just tone down the bravado just a tad bit sometimes?
Jasmine rolls her eyes, tosses her hair to the side, and daintly folds her arms across her chest.
Jasmine: You can say that again, Reno...
Vince turns towards Jasmine and then towards Reno in disbelief of their demeanors.
Vince Jones: Oh, so its gotta be like that, huh? V can't even believe the two of you right now!
Reno Banks: Well, I understand that you're a big deal, Vinnie! We both understand that you're a big deal; but, here you come and you have the audacity to just barge into the man's locker room and totally disrespect the man on his home turf...
Vince shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.
Vince Jones: Respect is fuckin' earned, man! That's just the way it is man.
Reno throws his hands up in the air and tosses in the towel on arguing with his client, Vince Jones at the moment.
Reno Banks: You know what? How about this? Let's just drop all of this and make our way to the box where we can really get down to business. Besides, Crusha is expecting me to be observing his upcoming match tonight.
Reno slides past Vince and makes his way to the door. Jasmine follows behind him and the two of them stop and turn around as Vince just stands there in the middle of the room totally disinterested with the current circumstances.
Reno Banks: C'mon, man! We need to get going!
Vince Jones: Hmph! Whateva...
Vince marches towards the door and the three of them exit the room as the camera slowly fades to black. The camera slowly fades back in and we catch sight of Reno, Vince, and Jasmine seated in a private skybox in the raucous arena. There is a table laid out behind them with assorted beverages on ice as well as a large assortment of foods and h'ordeuvres. Reno popping the cork on a bottle of sparkling wine and he pours out three glasses. He strolls over and hands Vince as well as Jasmine a glass. Reno walks over to the large glass window of the skybox and looks down taking in the action that is going on down below in the ring between Crusher Helix and his opponent for the night. He then turns around and faces Jasmine and Vince.
Reno Banks: Well, I guess I'll just go ahead and open things up by saying that things didn't go necessarily the way I had planned for them to go last week.
Vince just slumps back in his chair and chuckles to himself and then snarls out a response.
Vince Jones: Well, no shit Sherlock! Doesn't take a fuckin' genius to figga that shit out!
Reno throws up a hand in Vince's direction.
Reno Banks: Now Mr. Jones....
Vince Jones: Just silence the Mista Jones bullshit, Reno!
Jasmine leans over and tries to place her hand on his shoulder to try and calm him down but he immediately slaps her away.
Vince Jones: Get the fuck off of me, bitch!
Jasmine: V, let's just try and keep this civil for a moment...
Vince whirls around and leans towards Jasmine.
Vince Jones: Civil?? Civil?? Is that supposed to be the answer here? Fuckin' civility and shit?? Nah! V was supposed to be gettin' his air time out there in that ring last week and lettin' mahfuckas know that he had arrived as their new North American champ; but this guy (points at Reno) drops the fuckin' ball on that shit!
Reno Banks: Now Mr. Jones...
Vince Jones: Shut it up for a moment! You dropped the damn ball and that's all there is to it!
Reno Banks: Well, we had a few hiccups that led to that...
Vince Jones: Oh, and how about the loss to Silva Baron?? Jonesy just came off his biggest victory in the UWA! He supposed to be celebratin'! All's supposed to be good! Then, Fray-sha Freeman comes strollin' along and puts the monkey wrench in what's good in the ring and Jonesy walkin' out with a fuckin' loss to his boss man, the pimp! Ya know? That don't sit right with V. Jones, man!
Reno nods in agreement.
Reno Banks: And that it shouldn't...
Jasmine: Well, maybe that'll keep you from sneakin' around with anymore good for nothin', triflin' ass hoes like you two weeks ago!
Vince turns towards Jasmine and gives her the look of death. Jasmine covers her mouth in a mocking manner.
Jasmine: Oops! Did I just say that? Wow! I think I just did!
Vince Jones: V don't have time for yo shit, Jasmine! We tryin' to iron out some business here! We not talkin' 'bout old shit from months ago!
Jasmine: I think that was roughly two weeks ago to be exact...
Vince leans to the side shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
Jasmine: Well, while we're airing grievances, you could've been just a little more pro-active about Freeman yelling at me and getting in my face at ringside.
Vince Jones: Whateva! Shit happens, Jasmine!
Jasmine leans back in her chair and folds her arms across her chest.
Vince Jones: ...And what the fuck is up with this damn Protect-ah, huh?? Does anyone know who the fuck this masked Batman actin' ass mahfucka is?? Cat poppin' out the shadows and shit! V can't go any fuckin' where in the UWA anymore without havin' to watch his damn back for this damn mystery man! So Reno, you supposed to be the man with the answers and shit! Whatchu know, huh??
Reno shrugs his shoulder and takes another sip of his glass of wine.
Reno Banks: I haven't the slightest clue...
Vince turns towards Jasmine who shrugs her shoulders as well.
Jasmine: No clue, V...
Vince turns around and faces Reno with a look of absolute disgust plastered across his face.
Vince Jones: So, what the fuck are we here for, huh? Why the fuck did V waste his damn time comin' out to this fuckin' dump tonight if you've got no fuckin' answers??
Reno leans back against the glass and takes another sip of his drink. He slowly turns around and observes Crusher Helix's match once again.
Vince Jones: So, its like that, huh?? This is some fuckin' bullshit, man! Whole load of shit bein' dumped on V right now and all you can do is stand there and sippy sip on that damn drink??
Vince slowly rises to his feet.
Vince Jones: We oughta here, Reno!
Vince motions for Jasmine to get up as well.
Vince Jones: C'mon!
Reno Banks: Are you still the champ, V?
Vince Jones: Yeah...
Reno Banks: Well, all is still good...
Vince cocks his head to the side.
Vince Jones: Well, you got a real fucked up definition of what's good then!
Reno Banks shakes his head and slowly turns back around and faces Vince.
Reno Banks: Remember the talk we had a few weeks ago?
Vince Jones sneers at the thought.
Vince Jones: Vaguely...
Reno walks across the room and stops in front of Vince.
Reno Banks: The main point I tried to make to (points at Vince) you was for you not to let your championship win at Searing Agony go to your head. You were supposed to go into Mayhem riding the momentum from your title victory yet you chose to party it up the night after and who knows what else you called yourself doing the rest of the time afterwards! That's not how you keep a belt around your waist, Vinnie! You damn well should know that yourself!
Vince Jones: So, what you sayin'?
Reno Banks: I'm saying that last Monday Night Mayhem was a major setback! Yes, we've all come to that conclusion already; but, what are we going to do to move forward?
Jasmine turns to the side in her chair and looks squarely at Vince.
Jasmine: Well, for starters...
Reno Banks: Vince, you'll get your precious air time. Its only right that a man like you gets a chance to vent a little because I'm sure you've got a lot on your mind from last week.
Vince Jones: Damn straight!
Vince begins cracking his knuckles and begins pacing back and forth across the floor slowly.
Reno Banks: Then, we take care of business in that ring against...Miako Adachi at this upcoming Monday Night Mayhem! That's how you're gonna get the ball rolling again, Vince...
Vince stops in his track and turns up his nose in confusion at the unfamilarity of the name.
Vince Jones: Miaka-who??
Reno Banks: The Black Orchid...does that ring a bell at all with you??
Vince Jones: A fuckin' flower?? Where the fuck do these cats come up with this shit, huh?
Reno Banks: Just stop, Vince! This woman could turn out to be rather dangerous out there in ways that you could never imagine! You need to be focused this week unlike last week!
Vince Jones: But you don't understand, man! You come at V talkin' about some bitch who names her damn self afta a flower and shit and you expectin' V to take her seriously, man!
Reno looks upwards and lets out a deep breath, exhaling his frustrations from this moment in time.
Reno Banks: Do the Children of Nephilim mean anything to you at all?
Vince stops for a moment, cups his chin, and begins nodding slowly.
Reno Banks: So, now we're getting somewhere here!
Vince Jones: So, the bitch got some back-up and shit, huh??
Reno Banks: Yeah...just a little. So, when I say you need to be ready that means you need to be ready.
Vince Jones: Its whateva, man! Let's move on! The win is a given!
Reno Banks: Vince, stop!
Vince Jones: What??
Reno Banks: We're not going about things that way, Vince! We're gonna remain focused! We're gonna take no prisoners! We're in it to win it this week! Leave no questions asked!
Vince Jones: And what about, Freeman and the Protect-ah son of bitch??
All of a sudden the door of the skybox bursts open and in steps a sweat-soaked Crusher Helix with an angry scowl plastered across his face. Reno immediately turns in his direction and smiles.
Reno Banks: Crusha Helix, my man!! My man! How did the fight go out there?
There is an awkward silence in the room for a moment and then suddenly Vince Jones shatters it.
Vince Jones: You fuckin' lost out there tonight!
Crusher slowly turns in the direction of Vince and slowly raises his middle finger in his direction.
Crusher Helix: Fuck off, Vince!!
A smug look crosses Vince's face as he delights in Crusher Helix's failure.
Vince Jones: So much for teachin' you man's a thing or two about fighting and shit, you sorry ass sonuvabitch!
Crusher turns around and storms out the room as he calls for Reno.
Crusher Helix: Reno, we need to talk...NOW!!!
Reno shrugs his shoulders.
Reno Banks: Well, I guess we're gonna have to cut this meeting a little short.
Vince Jones: But what about, Freeman and Protect-ah man??
Reno Banks: We'll catch up later, Vince!
Vince Jones: Reno, get yo ass back in here!!!
Reno scurries out the room leaving Vince and Jasmine behind. Vince stomps his foot on the floor in fury.
Vince Jones: Damnit!!
Jasmine turns and looks at Vince curiously.
Jasmine: So, now what??
Vince Jones slowly walks over to the table full of alcohol, looks down, and mischievous grin slowly begins to creep across his face as the gears start turning in his mind.
Vince Jones: We gonna be ig'nant right about now. You know how it be!
Vince snatches up a bottle of wine as Jasmine just shakes her head in disappointment and stands up to her feet.
Jasmine: You've gotta be kidding me, V! Really??
Vince Jones: What? We gonna let all this alcohol go to waste and shit?? This that good shit, babe!
Vince stuffs a bottle under his shirt and begins snatching up as much of everything else that he possibly can as Jasmine strolls out the door distancing herself from her man and his mischief as the camera slowly fades to black.