Post by Riley Gordon on May 7, 2018 4:33:28 GMT
IWF.COM BACKSTAGE EXCLUSIVE
{We open up and we see Mike Laszlo and Alexis Caffrey in the catering area, grabbing plates of food.}
Mike Laszlo: Yeah, it was a good match, obviously, I won it for the team.
Alexis Caffrey: You did. That's the second time you've done so...you could pretty much win this thing by yourself.
{The camera widens out and we see Bob standing behind the couple, his hands on his hips, his gaze narrowed a bit as he's perplexed at the conversation being had in front of him.}
Mike Laszlo: I mean, I could handcuff Bob to the rope and the team would still...
Bob Pooler: IS THAT SO!
{The couple look up from the table, realizing that Bob was probably there the whole time. Slowly Mike turns.}
Mike Laszlo: BOB! Nice to see you. Want a plate of chicken and...
{He looks down at the other items on the plate, circling the plastic fork around them.}
Mike Laszlo: And whatever this is?
{Bob shakes his head.}
Bob Pooler: No thanks "partner". So you could handcuff me to the ropes huh?
Mike Laszlo: I...um...uh...
Bob Pooler: Seems to me you were about to be dropped on your head before I made the save.
{Mike turns and sets the plate down.}
Mike Laszlo: Sure, tell yourself what makes you sleep better at night. All I know is I planted my knee in the dude's face and won us the match...again.
Bob Pooler: But you wouldn't have been in position to do so without me.
Mike Laszlo: I wouldn't have been in a bad position period if I would have just started the match.
{Bob chuckles a bit under his breath.}
Bob Pooler: You think you're that good?
Mike Laszlo: I know I am...just like I'm good enough to beat you for that championship you carry around.
Bob Pooler: Oh?
Mike Laszlo: Yeah, in fact, two weeks, Open Fight Night, you and me...that belt on the line.
{Bob nods with a smirk on his face.}
Bob Pooler: Fine, if you think you're that good, I told you I wasn't hard to find. You're on. Two weeks, at Open Fight Night, you and me, mono y mono.
{Mike smiles, admiring Bob's competitive spirit.}
Mike Laszlo: A fighting champion you are Bob...too bad that reigns only going to last two more weeks.
{Mike grabs his plate and he and Alexis walk off leaving Bob to replace his hands on his hips, shaking his head.}
Bob Pooler: And we're supposed to be partners...
{We open up and we see Mike Laszlo and Alexis Caffrey in the catering area, grabbing plates of food.}
Mike Laszlo: Yeah, it was a good match, obviously, I won it for the team.
Alexis Caffrey: You did. That's the second time you've done so...you could pretty much win this thing by yourself.
{The camera widens out and we see Bob standing behind the couple, his hands on his hips, his gaze narrowed a bit as he's perplexed at the conversation being had in front of him.}
Mike Laszlo: I mean, I could handcuff Bob to the rope and the team would still...
Bob Pooler: IS THAT SO!
{The couple look up from the table, realizing that Bob was probably there the whole time. Slowly Mike turns.}
Mike Laszlo: BOB! Nice to see you. Want a plate of chicken and...
{He looks down at the other items on the plate, circling the plastic fork around them.}
Mike Laszlo: And whatever this is?
{Bob shakes his head.}
Bob Pooler: No thanks "partner". So you could handcuff me to the ropes huh?
Mike Laszlo: I...um...uh...
Bob Pooler: Seems to me you were about to be dropped on your head before I made the save.
{Mike turns and sets the plate down.}
Mike Laszlo: Sure, tell yourself what makes you sleep better at night. All I know is I planted my knee in the dude's face and won us the match...again.
Bob Pooler: But you wouldn't have been in position to do so without me.
Mike Laszlo: I wouldn't have been in a bad position period if I would have just started the match.
{Bob chuckles a bit under his breath.}
Bob Pooler: You think you're that good?
Mike Laszlo: I know I am...just like I'm good enough to beat you for that championship you carry around.
Bob Pooler: Oh?
Mike Laszlo: Yeah, in fact, two weeks, Open Fight Night, you and me...that belt on the line.
{Bob nods with a smirk on his face.}
Bob Pooler: Fine, if you think you're that good, I told you I wasn't hard to find. You're on. Two weeks, at Open Fight Night, you and me, mono y mono.
{Mike smiles, admiring Bob's competitive spirit.}
Mike Laszlo: A fighting champion you are Bob...too bad that reigns only going to last two more weeks.
{Mike grabs his plate and he and Alexis walk off leaving Bob to replace his hands on his hips, shaking his head.}
Bob Pooler: And we're supposed to be partners...