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Post by franchize on Aug 20, 2013 22:50:56 GMT -5
{$tewie and Gabby come walking out of the elevator of their hotel. Gabby has a worried look on her face as she speaks to to $tewie.}
Gabby: Are you sure you're ready for this? I mean you've been gone for a month now.
$tewie: Of course I'm ready. The last time I was in the ring...I lost. I don't even remember who it was to. But I chose to lose. It's all about controlling the situation Gabs.
Gabby: But The Scott Simpson, you don't know much about him.
$tewie: On the contrary. I know like me he has fine taste in close and the finer things in life, but that's where the similarities end. Even on his best day, with a rabbits foot lodged between his cheeks he could never be better than me. He could never take control like I do and the poor kid will find that out real quick.
By the time his night is over he'll have some serious doubts about picture perfect. He may even doubt the purpose of his own sad little existence. It's too bad though, I could have used a guy like him on my staff. Meh, what a waste.
{$tewie and Gabby make their way through the lobby of the hotel and out the front door as the cameras fade out.}
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