Post by Doc Henry on Dec 7, 2009 15:49:54 GMT -5
Camera opens up on a lockerroom door, with the plackard, New Confederacy in bold letters over a washed out WCF logo. Scene switches to the interior, and we see Doc doing calestenics. After several seconds, he stops, and crosses to his duffelbag. Pulling out his cell, he hits a speed dial button, and waits...
"Johnny, it's me again. Where are you? We got a match tonight, remember? Hurry up man..."
Doc paces the room, and his phone rings. Looking at the ID, he smiles, "It's about time." Flipping the phone open, he answers, "Where you at man?
Your where???
No, no I'm not laughin'..." Doc tris hard not to let the wide smile on his face turn to laughter.
"Yeah, man I'll hold down the fort... Alright see you in a couple hours..." Doc hangs his phone up and grabs his saddle coat and hat, lighting a cigarette he opens the door, "Reb, you had this one coming... Photo opportunity awaits..."
"Johnny, it's me again. Where are you? We got a match tonight, remember? Hurry up man..."
Doc paces the room, and his phone rings. Looking at the ID, he smiles, "It's about time." Flipping the phone open, he answers, "Where you at man?
Your where???
No, no I'm not laughin'..." Doc tris hard not to let the wide smile on his face turn to laughter.
"Yeah, man I'll hold down the fort... Alright see you in a couple hours..." Doc hangs his phone up and grabs his saddle coat and hat, lighting a cigarette he opens the door, "Reb, you had this one coming... Photo opportunity awaits..."
