>>19599604>"And you know it's true what you say, the last match between us was a draw. Victory's proved ELUSIVE for the Birds of Prey, at least until we got you in the Team Team Derby and the forces of chaos reasserted themselves with a passion. And then, yeah, since that time you've been training really hard, and forming a bond, and steeling yourself for victory, and you've gotta reach down and ask yourself: is that where true strength comes from? Well, no, because it comes from lifting weights and doing push-ups, but I know you'd love these titles just the same. You're hungry for 'em, like bacon mac 'n' cheese from a FANCY Italian restaurant on a first date, at least that's what I heard somebody sayin'. But to reach 'em, you've gotta grow wings and fly to a location that you've never been to before, no, where the atmosphere gets a little thin. But while aerial bombardment's our speciality, you've become used to feeding off of what you find on the ground, AND THAT AIN'T US! The Birds of Prey are up in the sky, angling for a strike, while down on the ground the WOOORRRLD is just ROLLING, man--"A man in a suit with a nametag identifying him as a member of the gaming area's wait staff approaches Andi.
Waiter:
>"Umm, miss? We've received some complaints from the other customers, and we were sorta wondering if maybe you'd quit shouting and--"Andi looks at him with a fierce grin, poised to strike.
Andi:
>"Hey there, restaurant guy! If you wanna be in our movie, you gotta ASK first, y'know!? Tell 'em, Robyn! Quick!" Andi dives on the waiter, and he staggers back and crashes into a crane machine full of stuffed animals, going down in a squabbling mess beneath Andi.
Waiter:
>"OWW! Jesus, cut your nails, you crazy--"He is cut off when the camera feed abruptly clicks over to Robyn McDaid.
