Post by nexusone on Jan 29, 2006 11:41:31 GMT -5
(It’s Friday Night and Rex Caliber is on a date. With his girlfriend you wonder? No, with a girl he met at on a plane ride from North Carolina to Edmonton. She wanted to go to Joey's Global Grill and Lounge, which was a little bit fancy for Rex, but she was hot. So here they are at dinner and Rex is his usual charming self.)
Rex: Is that all your getting?
Julie: Yes, I’m not very hungry.
(Rex smiles and tries to hide his slight annoyance.)
Rex: That must be one good salad they serve here then.
Julie: Not particularly, other places have better.
(Rex tries to comprehend why they are even there. She only wanted a salad, and they're not even the best salads in town.)
Rex: (Under his breath) Yeah but I bet it wasn’t 25 bucks.
Julie: What was that?
Rex: I said damn that guy wore a Tux.
Julie: Yeah most people dress extra nice in this place.
(Rex looks down at his attire, feeling that it was a jab at him.)
Rex: So how did you become a stripper?
(Julie looks pissed now.)
Julie: I’m not a stripper. I work at the mall.
Rex: Well damn, who was the stripper?
Julie: You better be kidding?
Rex: I am honey…but you are pretty enough to be a model.
(Rex wasn’t kidding on both fronts…she’s hot, but he met a stripper and don’t know what happened to her.)
Julie: Aww…thanks.
Rex: Yeah I have a busy schedule after tonight. Tomorrow I fly to back home to meet my gir…err.. garage technician. The door on it has been jammed. Then I have a couple matches, the rest of the weekend. One’s here in Edmonton.
Julie: Are you any good?
Rex: Well I was one half of the tag champs.
Julie: What do you mean was?
(Rex looks really disappointed now.)
Rex: (mutters) We lost them to DX.
Julie: I didn’t catch that.
Rex: (much louder) We lost them. Last Monday.
Julie: Yeah, I know… I’m friends with Tiffany.
(Bells and whistles go if in Rex's brain.)
Rex: Is that who you are here to see?
Julie: Well I live here in Edmonton. My parents reside in North Carolina. I saw the match the other night and recognized you. I called her from the plane and she told me to mess with you.
(Rex looks very pissed.)
Rex: So that’s why we're at this expensive ass restaurant, where it’s 25 dollars for a salad, and a lot damn more for my steak and fries.
Julie: (laughs) You sort of deserved it, I know you have a girlfriend…Tiff told me.
(Rex feels almost as bad as he did Monday night.)
Rex: Hey…He haven’t done anything but dinner. That’s not cheating…it’s good company. I’ve had the worst week of my life. I lost the only title I’ve ever held. To top that off now I find out my next opponents manager is messing with me. Teasing me with hot women.
Julie: It’ll be OK after the Dudes win the belts back later on, I’m sure they might let you wear them for pretend.
(Rex responds to that, in his always classy way.)
Rex: Look here you 2 dollar whore…That’s two dollars American by the way…I don’t have to listen to this crap from a woman who works at the damn mall. You can kiss my ass.
(Julie leaves after throwing water in Rex’s face.)
Rex: CHECK PLEASE!
(The waitress brings the check over and Rex looks at like someone stole robbed him.)
Rex: When did I order wine? Three bottles of it.
Waitress: Your date sent them to those three front tables, about 30 minutes ago, when you were in the Restroom.
Rex: Damn you Dudes! Someone is going to pay for this.
Waitress: Yes… YOU ARE!!
Rex: Is that all your getting?
Julie: Yes, I’m not very hungry.
(Rex smiles and tries to hide his slight annoyance.)
Rex: That must be one good salad they serve here then.
Julie: Not particularly, other places have better.
(Rex tries to comprehend why they are even there. She only wanted a salad, and they're not even the best salads in town.)
Rex: (Under his breath) Yeah but I bet it wasn’t 25 bucks.
Julie: What was that?
Rex: I said damn that guy wore a Tux.
Julie: Yeah most people dress extra nice in this place.
(Rex looks down at his attire, feeling that it was a jab at him.)
Rex: So how did you become a stripper?
(Julie looks pissed now.)
Julie: I’m not a stripper. I work at the mall.
Rex: Well damn, who was the stripper?
Julie: You better be kidding?
Rex: I am honey…but you are pretty enough to be a model.
(Rex wasn’t kidding on both fronts…she’s hot, but he met a stripper and don’t know what happened to her.)
Julie: Aww…thanks.
Rex: Yeah I have a busy schedule after tonight. Tomorrow I fly to back home to meet my gir…err.. garage technician. The door on it has been jammed. Then I have a couple matches, the rest of the weekend. One’s here in Edmonton.
Julie: Are you any good?
Rex: Well I was one half of the tag champs.
Julie: What do you mean was?
(Rex looks really disappointed now.)
Rex: (mutters) We lost them to DX.
Julie: I didn’t catch that.
Rex: (much louder) We lost them. Last Monday.
Julie: Yeah, I know… I’m friends with Tiffany.
(Bells and whistles go if in Rex's brain.)
Rex: Is that who you are here to see?
Julie: Well I live here in Edmonton. My parents reside in North Carolina. I saw the match the other night and recognized you. I called her from the plane and she told me to mess with you.
(Rex looks very pissed.)
Rex: So that’s why we're at this expensive ass restaurant, where it’s 25 dollars for a salad, and a lot damn more for my steak and fries.
Julie: (laughs) You sort of deserved it, I know you have a girlfriend…Tiff told me.
(Rex feels almost as bad as he did Monday night.)
Rex: Hey…He haven’t done anything but dinner. That’s not cheating…it’s good company. I’ve had the worst week of my life. I lost the only title I’ve ever held. To top that off now I find out my next opponents manager is messing with me. Teasing me with hot women.
Julie: It’ll be OK after the Dudes win the belts back later on, I’m sure they might let you wear them for pretend.
(Rex responds to that, in his always classy way.)
Rex: Look here you 2 dollar whore…That’s two dollars American by the way…I don’t have to listen to this crap from a woman who works at the damn mall. You can kiss my ass.
(Julie leaves after throwing water in Rex’s face.)
Rex: CHECK PLEASE!
(The waitress brings the check over and Rex looks at like someone stole robbed him.)
Rex: When did I order wine? Three bottles of it.
Waitress: Your date sent them to those three front tables, about 30 minutes ago, when you were in the Restroom.
Rex: Damn you Dudes! Someone is going to pay for this.
Waitress: Yes… YOU ARE!!