>>10471749>>10472610"Oi, Nico, love, trust me. Youse did more than enough there to warrant a shot at the toitle in my moind. If I can grab a cheeky win at the Onso, I'll hap'ly give yas a rematch."
>Sheila offers a handshake, and the two leave the ring together.[Sometime later, re-watching the match in the locker room, Sheila can be heard shouting to nobody in particular]:
"OI WHAT THE HONK. Her hand was on the flamin' rope! Bloody hell, these fucken refs around here are garbage. No matter what happens at the Pee-Dub-Ee, Catso has earned a match with me or Nickers or whoever else. Fuck me dead, this is bonkers."
"Ah shit, no point gettin' too worked up. Might as well hit the pub."
