>>20096031"Don't stress, Goss. Trust me, I know what it's like trying to keep up with, tch, more experienced drinkers."
>[Huh? What the fuck is a Carmody? Sounds sort of familiar. 'Like a Turkey through corn'? Oh my god, this guy...]"Sheesh, I can definitely only imagine how that would have gone. Those gross Angels are -- uh, sorry, I mean some of the wrestlers around here are kinda intense like that. Believe it or not, I don't really feel strongly about Priscilla either way. The party is ridiculous, exploitative and fetish-y. It's got nothing to do with professional wrestling. But.. I can't and don't deny that she's earned the power to get away with stuff like this."
"I mean, I'm not really... a bikini kinda gal myself. It's weird, you know? My wrestling gear is, well, a crop top and short shorts. But it's different when you're in the ring. It's powerful, and it's like... it's not showing off, you know? I like taking control of everyone like that. And those idiots *hate me*. I admit it's fun to get them all worked up and seething, but... I mean, you know. Sometimes the other sort of attention can be nice."
>[Not so subtle, Kelly. She sighs, and looks around. As Goss stares at his drink... there is only one person looking at Kelly Omega.]"All right, hey, between us three -- and you've gotta keep this secret! -- I've actually been friends with another wrestler, the Australian one, Sheila Foster, for a long time. We met... Goddess, like, ten years ago in Japan, I guess? She's one of those 'fan favourites' or whatever, not that I care, but we aren't really meant to be seen, you know, mingling and stuff. Whenever some comes along who knows us we have to play fight and storm off. But she's there tonight and she said I should try and come. It's no secret I want a match with Priscilla, especially after... sorry, beating Colby."
"You know, another night and a walk on the beach might be kinda nice. Any other night, right?"
