>>10230539Several minutes after the presser in the Goon Japan locker room…
Kay absentmindedly plays with her switchblade as she mulls over Amy’s offer.
After several minutes she addresses the knife as if seeking its approval, or perhaps even its input, on any plans she may be concocting.
>Wotcha think, mate, shall we switch it up a bit? >I’m beginning to fancy a change of scenery myself >That Amy was one hell of a hard bird >Thought for cert I’d dislocated her shoulder towards the end there, yet after the bell she shakes my hand with a grip as firm as you’d expect from one of them greasy wotas at an idol signing>Doubt she was lying about the injury either, especially limping to the ring like she did>It don’t sit right, mate. Not entirely. >Right, we’ll tend to a bit of business here first, poke a few holes, harvest a few souls, then it’s bags packed and over the pond we go>We’ll meet again, Amy>Until then keep those wings white for me 