The scene opens in a very respectable looking bar. The walls are oak panelled and a series of isolated booths sit across the back wall. In each bay there sits a large table with double leather seats on either side and mounted on the wall a landscape painting of some description. Typical for a Thursday afternoon the bar is all but deserted other than the waitress who is playing with her name badge, which reads Susie, slouched on a stool at the bar, the barman who is busy changing the optics and two smartly dressed men sat in one of the enclaves discussing the deals of the day over a plate of pasta and a glass of wine apiece. The waitress listens in but finding nothing to attract her attention sighs to herself and continues to play with her name badge. Classical music of some description is gently piped through the bar/restaurant. Bar tender: (quietly) Susie can you go to the storeroom and hunt out a bottle of merlot?
Susie nods to herself and drops down from the stool. Her heels clicking on the wooden floor. The barman watches her walk away with a smile. The dark haired girl disappears through a side door as the bar tender licks his dried lips. The door to the restaurant/bar swings and in steps two larges men laughing loudly amongst themselves. One is significantly taller than the other. Obviously it is our anti heros Keeper and Hawkeye
Keeper: Then she said “I ment banana”
Hawkeyes insane laughs explodes through the establishment. Both of the gentlemen sitting is the bay look up annoyed as Keeper and Hawkeye stride over to the one beside them and drop down into the seats of the stall behind them. Keeper rests against the wall and stretches his leg out across the leather seat as Hawkeye snatches the menu and begins glancing through it
Keeper: Can you believe they kicked us out of there because of you smashing that chair over that bikers face?
Hawkeye grunts
Keeper: Them guys were up in our faces saying they were hells angels. What did they think was going to happen?
Hawkeye: Might have had something to do with you hitting on the big ones girl and then throwing him through the window?
Keeper: The place was a dive anyway. They don’t want fights they shouldn’t let them characters in
The staff door swings open and the waitress steps back into the bar. She looks over to the barman who nods over to Keeper and Hawkeye. She hands the bottle over to the barman and with her notebook and pencil steps seductively over to them.
Susie: And what can I get you two gentlemen?
Keeper: Two pitchers of beer, one steak bloody as hell for me and my buddy here will have a Streetfight title
Keeper laughs to himself, slapping his open palm down onto the table with a crash
Hawkeye: Just make that two steaks
The waitress nods and makes a sharp exit. Hawkeye glares at Keeper
Hawkeye: Are you ever going to let that son bitch rest? I beat you twice before that remember
Keeper: Yeah but I won the title biatch
Hawkeye glares at Keeper then begins to laugh as well
Hawkeye: Yeah well I’m moving onto bigger and better things
Keeper: Your mom? Dude that’s incest!!
Hawkeye: You know I mean the Intercontinental title
Keeper: Yeah well I’m facing that silly cow Alyssa Ferro tomorrow so you just keep that little creep Chavez away from the match. Call it womans intuition but I think that greasy little Mexican will interfere in my match and try deal her a bit damage
Hawkeye: You won’t have to worry about him bud. I’m 15 full inches taller than him what chance does he have? He’s going to wish he’d taken up grass cutting like the rest of his family by the time I crush him
Keeper: You know I don’t know if he is Mexican or not. Says on the roster he’s from California
Hawkeye: Well why does he have a tattoo on his stomach saying Mexican?
Keeper: Perhaps he just likes tacos?
The pair of them laugh as the waitress brings over their pitchers and places them down on the table
As she walks away Keeper and Hawkeye both stare insanely as he ass sways away to the bar
Hawkeye: (pointing) Alyssa would love that
Keeper: I wanna snuggle all up in there and die
Hawkeye: In all seriousness you have to watch out for her tomorrow night. She can be a trickey little bitch to deal with. It’s why she has held the Intercontinental twice and your streetfight title
Keeper: Big guy we are the only two true grandslam champions in TWC history. You don’t think I can handle her?
Hawkeye: What about that jobber Raven?
Keeper: He never held the Hardcore title bud and now its defunct he never will. We are f**king legends in TWC. We have held every title there is to hold. I am a hall of famer. I am a member of the Crew with three other hall of famers and the only other man in the world who should be a hall of famer. I am TWC. F**k Raven, f**k Alyssa and f**k Chavez. We are TWC in all respects. Come tomorrow I will beat Ferro, you will beat the greasy little bastard and Rigg will trounce Crash. The Flatline Crew was always the dominating force and this is the strongest group we have ever had.
Hawkeye: Let the good times roll
Killing Time begins to play. Hawkeye reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell
Hawkeye: It my bro
Hawkeye answers his cell
Hawkeye: Hey shorty…. ha… yeah… yeah… screw you… yeah… he’s here with now… I’ll tell him… ok… see you shortly… I said shortly… f**k off
Hawkeye hangs up
Keeper: Not for the first time you have Balls on your chin hahaha
Hawkeye: He says he wants us all to get together and talk about tomorrow
Keeper: Eat first
Hawkeye: Eat first
Hawkeye continues to play with his cell as Keeper just stares at the waitress while taking a huge swig from his beer. The two gentlemen in the booth next to them get to their feet and go to the bar to pay. One of them looks over his shoulder at the pair disgusted and Keeper catches his glare. The man quickly turns back around
Keeper: Hey jobber!! Jobber!!!! Talking to you jobber!!!!!
Keeper climbs to his feet. Hawkeye looks up from his cell. Laughs to himself for a second then looks back down at his phone. Keeper strides over to the gentlemen at the bar and stands chest to back with him. The man pretends not to notice him but Keeper refuses to move. The man pays the $50 for his meal and drinks and turns attempting to shoulder barge Keeper out of the way but Keeper doesn’t budge
Keeper: Why did you look at me like that?
Man: Pardon?
Keeper: Bozo why did you look at me like that?
Man: I do not know what you are talking about sir
Keeper: You do not know what I am talking about? How about I explain it in a bit more detail and it might get those ol’ synapses buzzing. How about when you turned around and looked at me and my buddy like we just screwed your 19 year old daughter then spat in your face?
Man: Well it isn’t much really but myself and my workmate were enjoying our lunch until you and your friends started using profanities. Really I just don’t appreciate your language
Keeper: Oh really? Fair enough
Keeper turns around and walks back to the booth leaving the man shaking. Keeper drops down back into the seat as the gentlemen leave. The second the door closes he and Hawkeye begin laughing uncontrollably
Hawkeye: Did you see his face? I thought he was going to pass out
Keeper: I think he wet himself.
Hawkeye: Screwed his 19 year old daughter? Where did that come from?
Keeper breaks down laughing. The tears begin streaming from his eyes as the waitress brings over their steaks and looks at the pair of them confused
Susie: Is there anything else I can get you gentlemen?
Hawkeye: We are fine for now
Keeper has collapsed onto the table smothering his face against his arms. Hawkeye picks up his steak knife and begins scratching something into the table as the door to the bar opens and in steps the same director from Keepers last promo along with the camera man. He looks around the bar and sees Keeper and Hawkeye sitting at the table. His eyes light up and rushes over to the pair of them. Keeper has finally managed to regain his composure and is about to take a bite out of his steak as the director taps his on the shoulder. Keeper takes in a deep breath and his head to the director
Director: Keeper I am so glad to have found you. Mr Raven has had me running all over the city to in order to record an interview with you about the champion vs. champion match tomorrow night
Keeper: Raven did? Christs sake I’m sure he lives to annoy me. Hawkeye what do you think?
Hawkeye looks up from scratching something into the table and shrugs
Keeper: Ok but let’s make this fast
Keeper lifts himself to his feet and looks into the camera
Keeper: Alyssa Ferro I’ve heard all about how you are one of the best women in the business and I’ve seen you take down some of the best men so don’t worry I’m not talking you lightly. Even when we teamed in our match against my boy Hawkeye and Josh Rogan I kept a close eye on you because I knew one day we would be standing in opposite corners in the TWC ring. What I saw that night frankly didn’t live up to the legend. I saw you get your ass handed to you by Rogan and cost me the victory. Fortunatly Hawkeye still gave me my shot at the Streetfight Championship and because of that here I stand today as your Streetfight Champion.
Now we are up to the present lets move onto the future. The first ever Friday night Terror will see you and I face off in a champion verses champion match. Very apt considering I am the ultimate champion. I have held every title there is to be held in the Titan Wrestling Championship that includes your Intercontinental Championship twice. The first time I held it I lost it to TWC’s own Triple H and how did he win it from me? He threw me from a train. That was the only way I could be stopped and do you think you have that in you? The second time I lost it to a true TWC legend Big Shank in a barbed wire ropes match where he dropped me on my balls across the ropes. That is what it takes to stop me and I honestly believe you don’t have what it takes.
Even if you do make it through this match in one piece my fellow Flatline Crew member Hawkeye has you and your title firmly set in your sights and trust me that title will not be around your waste for much longer. Keeper shall hold the Streetfight title, Hawkeye will be TWC Intercontinental champion and Rigg or Shank shall hold the Heavyweight title by the end of the next pay per view. So begins the new age of the Flatline Crew and you know what they say don’t you?
Keeper points down to what Hawkeye has been scratching into the table. It reads “YOU DON’T SCREW WITH THE CREW!”
Keeper: You know what Hawkeye I’m not hungry anymore. Let’s go
Hawkeye throws a $100 bill onto the table and lifts himself to his feet. The pair of them begin to leave
Hawkeye: You know your ex Reggie Love is back in TWC don’t you?
Keeper: No shit? Will have to look her up
The pair leave the restaurant as the scene fades out
