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>[It's a quiet night at the beach, and two old friends are sharing a drink, pretending not to be old friends sharing a drink on the beach. Several drinks down on one side, and slowly sipping her cola, the conversation quickly turns to recent events.]
>"Oi, nah, mate, fucken wait a tick. Cobbles challenged ya, and youse juss fucken... said no? Fuck me dead, youse've changed, Kels. Babysittin' got ya all soft or summin?"
"Fuck off. No. It's just..."
>"Ya scared? Yeah, nah, I geddit. Youse've been outta da ring fah a lawng time, mate. I dun reckon youse could even go no more."
"Seriously, fuck off. No matter who I get in the ring wing you know you're going to get"--
>"Pfft, nah, whatever, mate. Yer here torking to auntie bloody Sheils -- or, shit, is youse Auntie fucken Kelso ta me? I guess maybe ya body broken down or summin. Oi guess that's fair, youse is old"--
"Shut up. Fuck off. Drink your drink and fuck off."
>"Shit yer easy, Kels."
