Post by vincejones on Nov 21, 2014 22:15:07 GMT -6
The camera fades into the office of Reno Banks where he is seen busy at work looking over paperwork. All of a sudden he sets the folder down and looks around the lonely office. He slowly opens up his laptop and turns on some soft music from the 80s. "The Rain" by Oran Juice Jones begins to play over the speakers of his laptop. Reno rises to his feet and goes sliding away from the desk in a gleeful manner and begins dancing away to the soft music. He does a quick spin on his heel and begins dancing around the front of his desk.
Reno Banks: I saw you...and him! Walkin' in the raaaaaaaaaaaaaaain! We were holding hands and Iii'll never be the saaaaaame! Tossin' and turning, another sleepless night. The rain crashes against my window paaaaaaaane! Jumped into my car, didn't drive too far! But darling I knew! I would never be the saaaaaaaaame!
The camera switches to the hallway outside of Reno's office where Vince Jones is seen approaching. He overhears the music coming from the interior of the office with a rather confused expression on his face and opens up the door. Vince steps inside the office and catches sight of Reno Banks singing at the top of his lungs with a passion like never before. Vince watches his agent dancing around the room extremely disappointed with his tirades.
Reno Banks: I saw you...and him! Walkin' in the raaaaaaaaaaaain!!! We were holding hands and Iiii...
Reno whirls around and sees Vince Jones standing in his office staring back at him just shaking his head. Reno creeps around his desk to his chair, quickly turns off the song, and tries his very best to put on a serious face.
Reno Banks: (clears his throat) Uhhh...Mr. Jones, I wasn't exactly expecting you to show up so soon. We have quite a bit of business that we need to get down to so how about you take a seat and we'll get going with this little meeting.
Vince Jones: Oran Juice Jones and The Rain?? Yoooo....
Reno Banks: Hey! I was having a flashback to my young-ah, more studly days...
Vince Jones: Hmph! Whateva, man!
Reno Banks whips out a folder and opens it up.
Reno Banks: Well, first thing's first. How ya feelin', champ?
Vince slowly plops down in the desk chair in front of Reno's desk and shrugs.
Vince Jones: 'Notha day, 'notha dolla! It is what it is, man. Jonesy just wants some assurance...
Reno Banks: I hear ya, Vinnie! I see where you're going; but, trust me. Everything's in the process of being taken care of.
Vince leans back in the chair and rolls his eyes.
Vince Jones: Everything's always a fuckin' process! Jonesy gets sick and damn tired of hearing about these fuckin' processes and shit! It's about action!
Reno leans forward.
Reno Banks: How about we just take things slow here for a change? We don't need for things to hit the fee-vah pitch that they hit when we were in Santa Barbara for Monday Mayhem. Remembah all of that?
Vince throws a hand up.
Vince Jones: Whoooooa! Hold the phone here!
Reno puts a finger to his lips and motions for Vince Jones to be quiet and then motions for him to remain calm.
Reno Banks: Be easy, Vinnie Jones. Just be easy!
Vince Jones rolls eyes and slowly obliges.
Vince Jones: Aight! Shoot!
Reno leans back in his chair.
Reno Banks: Well, there's this Amy Zing...
Vince Jones scoffs at the thought of her.
Vince Jones: What?? The Hong Kong Sensation and shit?? You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' V here! Simply Amy? Simply a fuckin' afta thought at Mayhem! On to the next one...
Reno Banks chuckles to himself.
Reno Banks: Now I understand how you're feeling here V; but, don't get caught off guard. The last thing we need to see is a surprise loss...
Vince sneers at Reno and just shakes his head.
Vince Jones: Get duh fuck outta here with that bullshit! You a smart man, Reno! Explain to V right fuckin' now how Hello Kitty and her scrawny ass taking down Jonesy?
Reno Banks: Well, I...
Vince Jones: Exactly! Amy Zing against Jonesy? We talkin' about practice, man! Practice! It almost feels like Jonesy gettin' jipped or some shit this week! Why the fuck yo mans showin' up to wrestle against a sparring dummy and shit, man? She supposed to be a champ? Since when? Who the fuck she beat? Stack her in-ring resume up against the Jones and what are we lookin' at here, huh? Jonesy been around the way quite a few times! What? She been around the corna and back for a fuckin' stroll in this damn game? People poppin' up with the name Amy Zing and V. Jones in the same sentence is like comparing a fuckin' star to a damn flashlight! Which one shining brighta, huh?? Where the shine at? You tell V!
Reno Banks: I mean there's no comparison, V.
Vince nods his head in agreement.
Vince Jones: Exactly! Now while they got yo man's wasting his damn time against this Amy Zingah chick UWA oughta be puttin' yo mans in line for that Heavyweight strap!
Reno shrugs.
Reno Banks: Well, the decision's already been made up top. This Road to Tragic Engagement tourney that UWA's cooked up. You want that gold you're gonna have to take it! Knock off Amy Zing and we'll be on the right track to start.
Vince shakes his head no.
Vince Jones: Nah, son! Nah, son! Fuck all that shit! The time is now! (points at Reno) You need to make that happen!
Reno Banks: Well, there's only so much I'm gonna be able to do on this.
Vince Jones continues shaking his head no.
Vince Jones: Nah, son! Fuck nah, son! Jonesy's paid his dues! He's paid the price, man! Its time for V to collect! You know this whole idea for a tournament is bullshit! Its bullshit, Reno! V past proving his fuckin' self around this joint! Shit's about to go down, Reno!
Reno leans forward and once again motions for Vince Jones to calm himself.
Reno Banks: Simmer down now! Just simmer down a bit! Now, I don't think you're in the best of positions to do too much demanding of anything! Remember we do have a little situation on our hands right now. I mean that's just my take on things right about now!
Vince Jones: Fuckin' K.I.S.S with all their bullshit!
Reno Banks: Look! They've got nothing! And its just like I said before, I'm working around the clock on this! Everything will be okay! As a matta of fact there's already a clip that I've put togetha addressing all of this mess! Everything will be taken care of! I just need you to lay low!
Vince Jones folds his arms across his chest.
Vince Jones: Whateva...
Reno Banks: Just stay low key as possible, Vinnie! That's all I ask!
Vince Jones: ...
Reno Banks chuckles to himself.
Reno Banks: The girls came out with those gloves. Okay? What do they really have? Do they have anything concrete? I mean what do they really have here? They have absolutely nothing, nothing at all! And all of that will be addressed in due time. So, there's nothing to worry about!
Vince Jones: There betta be nothing to fuckin' worry about!
Reno Banks: You're looking at The Agent of the Stars here! You're in good hands like always! So, whateva you do...try and keep Amy Zing in the middle of your cross hairs, V! We don't need any surprises at Mayhem!
Vince Jones: Hey! V'll take care of his! Its simple! The bitch about to walk in with that stupid smile plastered all ova her fuckin' face; but, she gonna be walkin' out that joint, simply silenced! You best belieeeeeeve that!
Reno Banks: Well, then we're on the same page.
Vince nods his head in agreement.
Reno Banks: Well, just as long as things stay that way we could be seeing that Vince Jones fighta jet soaring, baby! You see that plane flying, V?
Vince rolls his eyes at Reno's metaphor.
Vince Jones: Yo! We really gotta do this??
Reno Banks: I mean I've got a vision, Vinnie! Now do you see that plane? Cuz I see that plane going up, up, up and away and Monday Mayhem...not down low, baby! I'm talking about...(in a high pitched-voice) SKYHIGH!
Vince Jones: Yeah...whateva.
The camera slowly fades to black.
Reno Banks: I saw you...and him! Walkin' in the raaaaaaaaaaaaaaain! We were holding hands and Iii'll never be the saaaaaame! Tossin' and turning, another sleepless night. The rain crashes against my window paaaaaaaane! Jumped into my car, didn't drive too far! But darling I knew! I would never be the saaaaaaaaame!
The camera switches to the hallway outside of Reno's office where Vince Jones is seen approaching. He overhears the music coming from the interior of the office with a rather confused expression on his face and opens up the door. Vince steps inside the office and catches sight of Reno Banks singing at the top of his lungs with a passion like never before. Vince watches his agent dancing around the room extremely disappointed with his tirades.
Reno Banks: I saw you...and him! Walkin' in the raaaaaaaaaaaain!!! We were holding hands and Iiii...
Reno whirls around and sees Vince Jones standing in his office staring back at him just shaking his head. Reno creeps around his desk to his chair, quickly turns off the song, and tries his very best to put on a serious face.
Reno Banks: (clears his throat) Uhhh...Mr. Jones, I wasn't exactly expecting you to show up so soon. We have quite a bit of business that we need to get down to so how about you take a seat and we'll get going with this little meeting.
Vince Jones: Oran Juice Jones and The Rain?? Yoooo....
Reno Banks: Hey! I was having a flashback to my young-ah, more studly days...
Vince Jones: Hmph! Whateva, man!
Reno Banks whips out a folder and opens it up.
Reno Banks: Well, first thing's first. How ya feelin', champ?
Vince slowly plops down in the desk chair in front of Reno's desk and shrugs.
Vince Jones: 'Notha day, 'notha dolla! It is what it is, man. Jonesy just wants some assurance...
Reno Banks: I hear ya, Vinnie! I see where you're going; but, trust me. Everything's in the process of being taken care of.
Vince leans back in the chair and rolls his eyes.
Vince Jones: Everything's always a fuckin' process! Jonesy gets sick and damn tired of hearing about these fuckin' processes and shit! It's about action!
Reno leans forward.
Reno Banks: How about we just take things slow here for a change? We don't need for things to hit the fee-vah pitch that they hit when we were in Santa Barbara for Monday Mayhem. Remembah all of that?
Vince throws a hand up.
Vince Jones: Whoooooa! Hold the phone here!
Reno puts a finger to his lips and motions for Vince Jones to be quiet and then motions for him to remain calm.
Reno Banks: Be easy, Vinnie Jones. Just be easy!
Vince Jones rolls eyes and slowly obliges.
Vince Jones: Aight! Shoot!
Reno leans back in his chair.
Reno Banks: Well, there's this Amy Zing...
Vince Jones scoffs at the thought of her.
Vince Jones: What?? The Hong Kong Sensation and shit?? You've got to be fuckin' kiddin' V here! Simply Amy? Simply a fuckin' afta thought at Mayhem! On to the next one...
Reno Banks chuckles to himself.
Reno Banks: Now I understand how you're feeling here V; but, don't get caught off guard. The last thing we need to see is a surprise loss...
Vince sneers at Reno and just shakes his head.
Vince Jones: Get duh fuck outta here with that bullshit! You a smart man, Reno! Explain to V right fuckin' now how Hello Kitty and her scrawny ass taking down Jonesy?
Reno Banks: Well, I...
Vince Jones: Exactly! Amy Zing against Jonesy? We talkin' about practice, man! Practice! It almost feels like Jonesy gettin' jipped or some shit this week! Why the fuck yo mans showin' up to wrestle against a sparring dummy and shit, man? She supposed to be a champ? Since when? Who the fuck she beat? Stack her in-ring resume up against the Jones and what are we lookin' at here, huh? Jonesy been around the way quite a few times! What? She been around the corna and back for a fuckin' stroll in this damn game? People poppin' up with the name Amy Zing and V. Jones in the same sentence is like comparing a fuckin' star to a damn flashlight! Which one shining brighta, huh?? Where the shine at? You tell V!
Reno Banks: I mean there's no comparison, V.
Vince nods his head in agreement.
Vince Jones: Exactly! Now while they got yo man's wasting his damn time against this Amy Zingah chick UWA oughta be puttin' yo mans in line for that Heavyweight strap!
Reno shrugs.
Reno Banks: Well, the decision's already been made up top. This Road to Tragic Engagement tourney that UWA's cooked up. You want that gold you're gonna have to take it! Knock off Amy Zing and we'll be on the right track to start.
Vince shakes his head no.
Vince Jones: Nah, son! Nah, son! Fuck all that shit! The time is now! (points at Reno) You need to make that happen!
Reno Banks: Well, there's only so much I'm gonna be able to do on this.
Vince Jones continues shaking his head no.
Vince Jones: Nah, son! Fuck nah, son! Jonesy's paid his dues! He's paid the price, man! Its time for V to collect! You know this whole idea for a tournament is bullshit! Its bullshit, Reno! V past proving his fuckin' self around this joint! Shit's about to go down, Reno!
Reno leans forward and once again motions for Vince Jones to calm himself.
Reno Banks: Simmer down now! Just simmer down a bit! Now, I don't think you're in the best of positions to do too much demanding of anything! Remember we do have a little situation on our hands right now. I mean that's just my take on things right about now!
Vince Jones: Fuckin' K.I.S.S with all their bullshit!
Reno Banks: Look! They've got nothing! And its just like I said before, I'm working around the clock on this! Everything will be okay! As a matta of fact there's already a clip that I've put togetha addressing all of this mess! Everything will be taken care of! I just need you to lay low!
Vince Jones folds his arms across his chest.
Vince Jones: Whateva...
Reno Banks: Just stay low key as possible, Vinnie! That's all I ask!
Vince Jones: ...
Reno Banks chuckles to himself.
Reno Banks: The girls came out with those gloves. Okay? What do they really have? Do they have anything concrete? I mean what do they really have here? They have absolutely nothing, nothing at all! And all of that will be addressed in due time. So, there's nothing to worry about!
Vince Jones: There betta be nothing to fuckin' worry about!
Reno Banks: You're looking at The Agent of the Stars here! You're in good hands like always! So, whateva you do...try and keep Amy Zing in the middle of your cross hairs, V! We don't need any surprises at Mayhem!
Vince Jones: Hey! V'll take care of his! Its simple! The bitch about to walk in with that stupid smile plastered all ova her fuckin' face; but, she gonna be walkin' out that joint, simply silenced! You best belieeeeeeve that!
Reno Banks: Well, then we're on the same page.
Vince nods his head in agreement.
Reno Banks: Well, just as long as things stay that way we could be seeing that Vince Jones fighta jet soaring, baby! You see that plane flying, V?
Vince rolls his eyes at Reno's metaphor.
Vince Jones: Yo! We really gotta do this??
Reno Banks: I mean I've got a vision, Vinnie! Now do you see that plane? Cuz I see that plane going up, up, up and away and Monday Mayhem...not down low, baby! I'm talking about...(in a high pitched-voice) SKYHIGH!
Vince Jones: Yeah...whateva.
The camera slowly fades to black.