>>10537074“Nickers, I really loik ya. And yer the champ now, so far be it for me ta correct youse. But I think yer wrong about something ya just said. I think ya can change. Maybe not now. Maybe not tomorrow. But one day, yer gonna hear that voice inside ya telling you to do something that your heart’s telling ya not to. It’s gonna really suck, trust me. And yer angels, and especially Prissy, are gonna tell ya one way ro the other what ta do. But if ya feel lost, or confused, or even just fucken angry... well, I’ll be here for ya. Youse can fight me, youse can talk me ears off, or we can just fucken sit here and have a drink. But you beaten’ me dun’t changea think, mate. I’ll be here for ya. Yer a good kid. And now yer a winner.”
>[Sheila shakes Nikki’s hand without a shred of insincerity.“Orright enough a this sappy shit. Get on outta here before someone sees ya torkin ta me. Youse have got celebratin’ ta do. But oi, uh, loser buys first round. So I guess I still owe yas a drink sometime."
>[Sheila gives Nikki a smack on the bum, and swivels around to face the bar properly. She's sure they'll meet again, some day. But for now, Sheila's attention turns towards the TV, as the tag title match finishes, and Raquel is about to make her entrance.] 