Anyone mind if I smoke???
OOH, a fight!!! Can I keep score??
Shimmying up to the bar, refilling Globe’s drinky hic and treating Byz to a real Canadian beer eh!
I think we need more men in here!! Waiter Waiter!!
Free peanuts, my ass. 2 bucks a bag, same as downtown.
What’s up with the mud? You gals better clean that stuff when you’re done!
Oooooh… are those string bikinis I sees?
Can I get one of those in the vending machine in the washroom? I seem to have left mine at home.
< techchick grabs Coldy, wrestles him to the ground and drags him to the mud pit >
::crawls back out from under table, sidles over::
Why fancy meetin you round here…
:While nobody’s looking Silo retrives stink bomb
from pocket and sets it off in the corner:
:Silo yells out, “Hey, who farted!”
(heheh)
Persephone full-Nelsons a thoroughly distracted Coldfire:::
Who’s yer mama now, huh? Who’s yer mama?!?!
Come on over here Coldy… I need to show you something. 
Ok then!!!
lights up a cigar, and whips out a six shooter and starts plinking at the empties
Thanks for the refill, Sue.
Now. Where the hell are the male strippers?
Milo puts incorrect answers on everyone else’s NTN Satellite Trivia gameboards during the commotion …
“Get 'im, Persephone, get 'im!!!”
“Ang, watch out, he’s going for your legs!”
Can I try???
Male strippers?? I thought we ordered fe-male strippers??
< techchick jumps in the mud and starts ripping off Coldy’s clothes >
giggle
I don’t really know, it’s been a long time… although this here bosom of yours sure does bring back some memories
Hey, Montfart! Are you…chilly?
< pours gasoline down Montfort’s pants>
Hey, Kvallulf! Gimme that!
<takes cigar, touches lit end to Montfort, WHOOSH!!! >
:::drops Coldfire, heads for Milossarian:::
HEY! Mess with MY answers, will ya?
:::sprays Milo with seltzer bottle:::