Enigma: What we playing?

???: Poker. You can play right?

Enigma: Of course I can play poker, I aint stupid!

Chelsea: *Whispering to Don* But he is retarded...

Enigma: Come on! Deal the cards!!

????: Ok...

{ ??? slowly deals out the cards; Enigma picks up his hands and smiles. ??? throws down a card and Enigma throws down a 4 of diamonds. ??? then puts down a 4 of spades.... }

Enigma: SNAP!!! I get to pick up!

????: What the hell!?

Enigma: I pick up the cards, Duh.

???: Were playing poker you idiot! Not god damn snap!

Enigma: Uhhh.... My mistake?

???: Of course it was your mistake!

{??? chucks his cards at Enigma then }

Enigma: Go get me a drink. Ill have vodka...

???: Whisky for me.

{ Enigma gets up and lets out a sigh. He turns to the door, glances at Ron who is whispering in the ear of Chelsea. Chelsea gives Enigma a cold look so he darts out the door. A few minutes later he returns with the 2 drinks in hand}

Enigma: Hey man, here’s your dri-

{ Enigma stumbles over Ron's foot and the vodka flies in to the face of ???}

???: Arg! My eyes! You fool, get me a cloth Chelsea!

{ Ron drops onto one knee and gets a cloth from the bottom of the cupboard. Still on one near he pass's ??? the cloth }

???: Thanks babe.

{ ???, still blinded and thinking that it was Chelsea who gave him the towel, turns round and gives Ron a peck on the cheek }

Ron: Dude, what the f*ck was that!?

{ ??? wipes his eyes and glances round and see's Chelsea and ROn stood in the corner of the room. Then he turns behind him and see's he actually kissed Ron! }

???: ... Ugh, I think im gonna be sick!

Ron: At least your not the one who just got kissed!

Ron: I’m starting to think there may be some slight truth in the gay rumours people have been spreading...

Enigma: *Hiding a laugh* and too think, you were starting on-

???: Screw you!

Enigma: Rather you didn’t.

???: You bastard!

{ ??? just charges towards Enigma, Enigma crouches and cowers in fear. Luckily, the Ron catches ??? before he got to Enigma. }

Enigma: Calm down man! Save your rage!

???: *struggling free from Ron's grasp* Your right, fighting among ourselves is pointless. And your gonna need your strengt for your match. Against that guy. I forgot his name, but im pretty sure he'll get his ass handed to him.

Enigma: I think his name is Vicky or summit.

{ Ron looks up from trying to scrub his face clean from the kiss ??? gave him. }

Ron: Hell Yeah!

Enigma: Well, what ever the hell his god damned name is, when ive carved my name on his bloody carcass, he'll never forget the name of David Hasslehof! I mean Enigma!