Post by Fiona McFly on Oct 17, 2018 2:15:22 GMT
Thirty minutes after Sacrifice went off the air, we find Debbie Fisher bumping into Fiona McFly outside of TD Garden. It's a seasonably comfortable night in the Boston metro area as the two women stand at the curb, watching excited fans pass by whilst waiting for a cab to pick them up.
Debbie Fisher: Sweet Mary Moses, Fiona! That...was incredible! I mean...even after the fender-bender ya had the other day, ya STILL looked great in that ring!
Fiona smiled. She hadn't been able to smile about a match in quite a while.
Fiona McFly: Oh? It was...it was a'right. It's just one victory, I've got a ways to go before I can finally have me breakthrough moment.
Debbie chuckled, clearing her throat as she took a sip from a bottle of pulp-free orange juice.
Debbie Fisher: Listen Fiona, we...ummm...
The old woman took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment.
Debbie Fisher: We need to talk about somethin' very important, okay?
Fiona shook her head solemnly.
Fiona McFly: Not in a loud setting like this. We need to go some place quieter...
Debbie Fisher: Welp...whaddaya suggest?!
Fiona and Debbie look around, watching as a local barbershop quartet approached. The four African-American gentlemen, looking dapper in their black suits, stroll on by whilst singing a rather familiar tune...
"Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and we're always glad you came..."
...which prompted both women to smile from ear to ear. As their cab pulled up, the driver stepped out to collect Fiona's bag and place it in the trunk.
Cabbie: Where can I take you two ladies tonight?!
Fiona and Debbie exchanged glances.
Fiona McFly: Take us to Cheers Beacon Hill please...
(TO BE CONTINUED IN "WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME")
Debbie Fisher: Sweet Mary Moses, Fiona! That...was incredible! I mean...even after the fender-bender ya had the other day, ya STILL looked great in that ring!
Fiona smiled. She hadn't been able to smile about a match in quite a while.
Fiona McFly: Oh? It was...it was a'right. It's just one victory, I've got a ways to go before I can finally have me breakthrough moment.
Debbie chuckled, clearing her throat as she took a sip from a bottle of pulp-free orange juice.
Debbie Fisher: Listen Fiona, we...ummm...
The old woman took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment.
Debbie Fisher: We need to talk about somethin' very important, okay?
Fiona shook her head solemnly.
Fiona McFly: Not in a loud setting like this. We need to go some place quieter...
Debbie Fisher: Welp...whaddaya suggest?!
Fiona and Debbie look around, watching as a local barbershop quartet approached. The four African-American gentlemen, looking dapper in their black suits, stroll on by whilst singing a rather familiar tune...
"Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and we're always glad you came..."
...which prompted both women to smile from ear to ear. As their cab pulled up, the driver stepped out to collect Fiona's bag and place it in the trunk.
Cabbie: Where can I take you two ladies tonight?!
Fiona and Debbie exchanged glances.
Fiona McFly: Take us to Cheers Beacon Hill please...
(TO BE CONTINUED IN "WHERE EVERYBODY KNOWS YOUR NAME")