"And "The One" Is The Only"
:::"The One" Chris Nixon is in the back talking to Evan Crisis by the cofee machine. He is wearing the usual black Armani dress pants with a white long sleeve dress shirt and a black and grey tie. He is sipping on a hot cup of Irish Cream cofee. Crisis is also drinking cofee.:::
Evan Crisis: So, you actualy think you will beat Davyd North on Thursday and be undefeated in the ECFW?
Chris Nixon: Do I think? Of course I think I can beat him. In fact, I know I can beat him. Davyd North hasnt even confronted me or cut a promo defending himself against "The One". Come on Evan, think about it. There is no way that North can beat me.
:::About that time James Howlett walks up to the two men talking, and interupts them.:::
James Howlett: Come on Chris, were out of here.
Chris Nixon: Excuse me? Look at you telling me what to do. Im talking here Howlett.
James Howlett: Did you not hear me? I said lets go me, you, Victor and Alicia are leaving.
:::Howlett grabs Nixons arm to get him moving, but Cris pulls away in a very pissed off manner.:::
Chris Nixon: Get your da*n hand off me. I dont know who the hell you think you are. Didnt you hear me? When will you get it through your thick skull? I am calling the shots now! Im in charge of the Contract Killers.
Evan Crisis: Ok, Im outa here. See ya later.
:::Evan walks away.:::
James Howlett: What was that? Your calling the shots? Son, I brought you here, so dont tell me your in charge of me.
Chris Nixon: Ill tell you what. You do your thing and Ill do mine. Goodbye.
James Howlett: That sounds good, but you dont take your anger out on me. Save that for North.
Chris Nixon: Dont worry. I will.
:::James Howlett walks away and Chris Nixons just stares at him.:::
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