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The scene opens outside Weezle's home. Cleo is standing on the front steps, and recaps some of the heated words that have been thrown around by Kid Kaos and Weezle. Cleo finishes talking and walks up to the door. He rings the doorbell, and Weezle opens the door. Hey, Cleo. How's your face? Tsk, it is like, so sore. So, wh--- Weezle slams the door shut, and Cleo rings the doorbell again. Hey, Cleo. Oh my god! Look at that awesome Miata!! Cleo runs half-way down the laneway and starts looking up and down the road. Oooo, I love those cars. It's amazing how nice they are. Hey, I don't see a Miata! And where is everyone? Guys?? As Cleo was distracted, the camera crew ran inside and Weezle locked the door. Phew. Now that he's taken car of, let's get to Kaos. Weezle leads the OWF crew to the kitchen, and gives them some beer. Cleo is running around the outside of the house, banging on the windows, and shouting at Weezle to let him in, as there is a storm on its way. Damn. Now I gotta clean the windows. Weezle walks over to the window and shuts the blinds. He then starts leading the crew around his house as he talks. Kid Kaos. You are a multiple-time International Champion. You have held many other titles in other federations. I have a lot of respect for you. You have accomplished many great feats. But come this Tuesday, I will not be another tick in you win column. I will be a tick in your damn-I-guess-I'm-not-the-greatest column. I look forward to this match. This will test all of the skills I have gained, and I will push you to your limits. This match will be intense. This match will a test of strength and endurance. This match just might end your career. Or just put you out for a while, I want to keep you around so I can pound on you every once and a while. Weezle pauses as he tops at a door. Now, you mentioned a little something about cars. Well, behind this door, is my garage. Weezle opens the door and shows his collection of classic muscle cars and modern sports cars, his SUV (a real SUV, not some shitty "cute-ute"), his Audi S4, and his new Buick Blackhawk. Weezle walks up to the Blackhawk, reaches in to the open window, and hits a button on the dash. Suddenly, the roof begins to slide into the trunk. Ahhh, she's a beauty. 463hp. Mind you, I haven't had a chance to tweak it yet. Before our little post-match competition, I should be able to get this over 500hp quite easily.  Before our little post-match competition, I'll get this over 500hp quite easily.Weezle walks around the garage, and stops at his '68 Camaro. Now, when--sorry, if I win this, I get your Camaro, correct? Well, yours is probably a bit more powerful than mine. I tuned my cars up for acceleration over top speed. Speeding just gets you pulled over by the cops, or gets you in a crash. That's why you can always find me at a drag event on the week-ends. Whether it's NHRA or the local Luskeville, I love drag racing. Just get going as fast as you can as quick as you can. So I know a thing or two about drag racing. I've got a knowledge of the right set-up and parts, and my reaction time is lightning quick. As soon as the flag drops, POW! I'm on the gas. So if I were you, I'd clean and polish you car for me. Weezle pauses and listens to the wimpering of Cleo outside in the rain. Well, before Cleo gets pneumonia, I better let you guys go. Weezle opens the garage door, and as Cleo starts to run in, Weezle starts up his Camaro and revs the eniging. Cleo runs back outside and heads over to the OWF van as the camera fades out. |
