At the Green Bar

[Jacob Trance]

We find ourselves in a bar as the main event of RIOT609 can be seen on a television in the background.

 

The main focus however is on two men drinking at a table, on which is the white cowboy hat of Mark Reese. Sitting there is B17 and Reese.

 

Reese: Y’know B17, you’re not as borin’ as people make out. The way they had you figured down…

 

Mark takes a massive gulp of his beer, letting out a content sigh.

 

Reese: The way I had you figured down was like you’re as exciting as a library on Christmas.

 

An obviously drunk Bingo: Ands yous nit of big oaf as you eem'. This paper ons Antis Gravitate is profound!

 

The paper on anti gravity in question is a napkin that Reese had earlier drawn a drag chain conveyor belt.

 

B17: Booring, huh? I has a secret for you. Come closer. Closer.

 

Bingo motions Reese closer.

 

Whispering in Reese’s ear Bingo mumbles: I thoughts you were boring at first too!

 

Bingo falls off his chair giggling. It was at that moment realised B17 had perhaps drank a little too much. He takes another swig as B17 scrapes himself off the floor.

 

Reese: Y’all right? No broken bones or nothin’?

 

B17: No sir, all good on the western front.

 

In the background El Parca can be seen on TV now, Reese’s hand grips his beer bottle a little tighter.

 

Bingo wags his finger at the TV and then at Reese.

 

B17: Shee… I thought you guys mades… Up, nah?

 

Reese shifts a little uncomfortably and takes a sip of beer.

 

Reese: We did, but I ain’t gonna lie… Seeing A-Mart did to him what he did to me, that makes me feel a whole lot better. Maybe now he understands why it takes a few times for me to answer his calls.

 

B17: Oh Marky Marky, that Mexi… That luchador has always been the same! Even when he was slithering around… With his arms and legs, like a snake with arms and legs, he was always looking to turn on you.

 

Reese: I choose not to believe that.

 

B17 becomes visibly agitated: That's why you always fall short! You need to get angry! Everyone is out to get you!

 

Bingo smashes the glass on the bar.

 

B17: Why don't you get God damn mad and actually reach that potential you have. That's what pisses me off about OCW today. Too many glad handing pussies! Are you a glad handing pussy! Men use to be men!

 

Reese: I think you’ve had enough to drink…