>>10384257>>10383898“Well cheers, love! Drinks are on me -- or at least that guy -- any toim ya loik. I dun think I’d fit in at yer ‘Divoin Manshun’, but we can meet up at any bar, pub, club or pisshole any toim ya like!”
“And oi, cunt, no need for ‘pologies. Trust me, I know this pro rasslin’ thing can be a bit heckaz. Oi’ve learned not ta take it personal like. As long as ya can chuck back a few frothies with someone afterwards, then thing’ll be all roight.”
“As fer Nikki, well -- oi, I met ya cheerleader friend the other day. She seems like a good egg. Reminds me a someone I used ta know, actually. I can see why ya loik her. Not as much as ya ‘parrently loik Koby, nyeh heh heh. But the cheerleader basically said the same thing, and Oi’ll tell ya what I told her. I dun like what Nickers did wiff the I-C toitle, but I don’t blame her for it. Oi’d a done the same thing back in the day. But I kinda loik Nick. She seems like she knows how ta have fun, and dun’t really take this whole thing too seriously. That’s what I always wanted to try and pass down. Beat the piss outta each other, for sure, but then hit the pub. Hey, if’n when ya see her next, let her know that win or lose at Onsen, if it’s even me in the ring wiff her, then Oi’ll buy her the first round. Just, ah, somewhere that’s not here.”
“Now go on, get outta here. Ya date’s looking lonely, and there’s a lot of creeps in ‘ere sometimes.”
>[Sheila smacks Amy on the bum and sends her on her way.] 