The waitress just turned around and is going to leave when !mpact shouted from behind...
!mpact: Make it two pitchers!
!mpact sits down at the other side of the table and looks at the belt on Codys shoulder then straight into codys eyes.
!mpact: Wondering what I'm doing here? I followed you since its not easy to meet you alone, without your.... friends... By the way.. have they ever told you that your are the biggest loser in your stable? The only reason you wearing this belt is because you're a double dealer... You don't care about your stable mates.. You attacked FI in a fatal 4 way, and in the last match you let them do the whole work just to be the one who pins the last of us and win the match... All you do is for your own profit... Wonder why they don't figured this out themselfes... think they're just to blind to see who really fools them...
I know what your're thinking now.. You think I just want your gold, right? But thats wrong.. I don't want that fuckin belt... Not from you.. But I will make shure you lose it as soon as possible. Believe me....
Meanwhile the waitress brought the two pitchers !mpact and Cody ordered..
!mpact: I'd like to pay. Keep the change..
The waitress looks perplexed at the money in her hand then smiles.
Waitress: Thank you sir.
After the waitress has left !mpact stands up slowly glances at Cody and then suddenly pushes the pitcher in front oh him so that it topples down and the beer floods over the small table and all over Codys pants...
!mpact: Ooops.. How did that happen? We'll see each other Cody...
!mpact leaves the bar.