Champs

Solomon looked up as Irish asked about a keg... his eyes staring blankly as he let out a slight whine...

"Sorry... I'll have to pass on that.." he was busy processing paperwork after being visited by Bomber already..

"And you should watch your intake as well if you want to be able to keep your son.." he reached down, petting Solomon's ear as the large dog slammed his tail against the desk happily again....

"Don't let it be your crutch Irish.. you've got a lot've raw talent..."

FI: Excuse me, I can look after my son just fine. I thought we were bro's celebrating then I get this abuse. I can quit when I want. Forget you.
FI stroms out of Chasms office angrily.

Cody stands behind a door, out of sight from from both men, Writng in a notebook witha smile on his face.
then stealthfully leaves unnoticed.