Post by Biggs on May 13, 2006 18:37:19 GMT -5
JJ Biggs and Jake Hudson are sitting at a nice sized round table which has been placed in JJ's living room and the coffee table has been moved into the other room. Both of them have a bottle of beer sitting in front of them, they are puffing on cigars, and they are enjoying a nice game of cards.
The pot is up to about fifteen dollars now, as both men are confident that they possess the winning hand. Jake lays down his hand to show that he possessed a Full House -- Kings over Eights. It's a good hand and he puffs from his cigar as he looks across the table in the direction of JJ Biggs. JJ chuckles a little bit, takes a long drag from his cigar, and lies his hand down on the table. It's Four of a Kind -- Four Sevens. Jake shrugs as JJ pulls the money towards him.
JJ shuffles the cards a couple of times and then he sets them on the table. He places his cigar in the ashtray and he takes a drink from his beer. He sets the beer on the table and he looks over at Jake.
JJ Biggs: When does Erica get out of the Rehabilitation center?
Jake Hudson: They're letting her out Wednesday. She's already stopped throwing up and she has began her psychological rehabilitation stage. She is moving faster than expected.
JJ Biggs: That's good to hear, man. Do you mind if we try to finish our date when she gets out?
Jake Hudson: Not at all. After she woke up at the hospital last week, she told me she was hoping you'd want to go out on another date with her. Anyway, you can't be worrying about her Sunday, that's for sure.
JJ Biggs: I know, I know.
Jake Hudson: I know you don't really look at this match any different from any other one because it isn't for the title, but this is still a solid match for you. If you can beat the world champ in a non-title match -- then you'll sky rocket in this federation and before you know it you'll be facing Cairo for the gold.
JJ nods to acknowledge that he is listening to what his friend is saying. He shuffles the deck of cards one last time and he dishes out five to Jake and five to himself. He looks at his hand for a moment before throwing a dollar in and putting his cigar back in his mouth. Jake looks at his hand and he throws in a dollar, as well.
Jake Hudson: Plus, everyone wants to see Cairo get his teeth knocked in. Ever since he won that title at Payback, he has lost control. He's a complete asshole and he hasn't shown any signs of calming down. A good ass kicking is what that jackass needs, and you're just the man to give it to him.
JJ takes a puff from his cigar and he places it back in the ashtray. He throws in another dollar.
JJ Biggs: Damn right. I still cannot believe he walked out on me last week. I was doing my best to make it work because a victory is a victory. Not that the little bit of talent he has was missed, but the referees around here have a very low IQ.
Jake Hudson: Yeah. He's been losing everything lately: his girlfriend, his mind, his fans, and he's going to add to that list by losing a match against you this Sunday.
JJ Biggs: Yeah.
Jake Hudson: However, you have to worry about your own list. I'm about to hand you an ass kicking because whatever you have cannot beat my hand.
Jake throws in another dollar. JJ chuckles as he takes a drink from his beer. The two of them continue to play cards as the scene slowly fades out.
The pot is up to about fifteen dollars now, as both men are confident that they possess the winning hand. Jake lays down his hand to show that he possessed a Full House -- Kings over Eights. It's a good hand and he puffs from his cigar as he looks across the table in the direction of JJ Biggs. JJ chuckles a little bit, takes a long drag from his cigar, and lies his hand down on the table. It's Four of a Kind -- Four Sevens. Jake shrugs as JJ pulls the money towards him.
JJ shuffles the cards a couple of times and then he sets them on the table. He places his cigar in the ashtray and he takes a drink from his beer. He sets the beer on the table and he looks over at Jake.
JJ Biggs: When does Erica get out of the Rehabilitation center?
Jake Hudson: They're letting her out Wednesday. She's already stopped throwing up and she has began her psychological rehabilitation stage. She is moving faster than expected.
JJ Biggs: That's good to hear, man. Do you mind if we try to finish our date when she gets out?
Jake Hudson: Not at all. After she woke up at the hospital last week, she told me she was hoping you'd want to go out on another date with her. Anyway, you can't be worrying about her Sunday, that's for sure.
JJ Biggs: I know, I know.
Jake Hudson: I know you don't really look at this match any different from any other one because it isn't for the title, but this is still a solid match for you. If you can beat the world champ in a non-title match -- then you'll sky rocket in this federation and before you know it you'll be facing Cairo for the gold.
JJ nods to acknowledge that he is listening to what his friend is saying. He shuffles the deck of cards one last time and he dishes out five to Jake and five to himself. He looks at his hand for a moment before throwing a dollar in and putting his cigar back in his mouth. Jake looks at his hand and he throws in a dollar, as well.
Jake Hudson: Plus, everyone wants to see Cairo get his teeth knocked in. Ever since he won that title at Payback, he has lost control. He's a complete asshole and he hasn't shown any signs of calming down. A good ass kicking is what that jackass needs, and you're just the man to give it to him.
JJ takes a puff from his cigar and he places it back in the ashtray. He throws in another dollar.
JJ Biggs: Damn right. I still cannot believe he walked out on me last week. I was doing my best to make it work because a victory is a victory. Not that the little bit of talent he has was missed, but the referees around here have a very low IQ.
Jake Hudson: Yeah. He's been losing everything lately: his girlfriend, his mind, his fans, and he's going to add to that list by losing a match against you this Sunday.
JJ Biggs: Yeah.
Jake Hudson: However, you have to worry about your own list. I'm about to hand you an ass kicking because whatever you have cannot beat my hand.
Jake throws in another dollar. JJ chuckles as he takes a drink from his beer. The two of them continue to play cards as the scene slowly fades out.
