>>19523712"What? Why? Because I wanted that match all along, and was trying to make her work for it? Because I know how this business works better than some punk kid? This was always my plan, and if you can't see that then I don't know what to tell you, 'mate'. Nobody outplays me in this game. I'm the K-B-G-O. The smartest god damn -- what are you smiling at?"
>"Nyeh heh heh. Whatevah floats ya boat, love. Now ya bettah fucken win, ay?""There's no match yet. Maybe I'll challenge her to a game of chess?"
>"Oof, I dunno mate. She wears glah-ses. That moiks her pretty fucken smart, and smart people ar good at chess.""We'll see. Maybe she wants *a debate*?"
>[Omega can't resist a cheeky smile of her own.]"Don't you have a match coming up? With Karna, isn't it? Good luck. She's... I dunno. She's in a rough spot. I really hope she kicks your ass."
>"Kicks moy arse? Youse fucken kidden me? Them audit cunts foired me when Oi was on me hottest streak... uh, sorta. But no way. I ain't letten no one kick moy arse, love. Karno's got the heart of a warrior and the voice of an angel, and I intend ta make 'er fight, and make her sing. Uh, metaphorical-like, but. Or shit, maybe she will come back here for a cheeky bitta carry-okey. Oi, speakin' of... you wanna"--"Not a fucking chance."
