Drinks and a legal beagal

::The front food to the Smart & Barrel bar in Fayetteville, Arkansas. Enforcer walks into the bar wearing a black t-shirt and a blue pair of jeans. Enforcer looks around the bar to see a small number of people spread out through the bar. Enforcer walks up to the bar and takes a seat. The bartender walks up to Enforcer.::



Bartender:What will you have?



Enforcer:I’ll take whatever IPA you have on tap.



Bartender:Alright, I’ll bring it right up.



Enforcer:Thanks, man.



::The bartender walks over to the tap as Enforcer looks over each of his shoulders. The bartender brings Enforcer his beer over to him and sets it in front of him.::



Enforcer:Thanks.



::Enforcer picks up the glass of beer that sits in front of him and takes a sip of beer. He then sets the beer back down on to the bar.::



Enforcer:I have to say I am kind of disappointed because I am looking around for a lawyer, an old man, and the devil in the bar but nothing. Not a walker, Bengay, or brimstone in sight. This is a major credibility hit for Mr. Montgomery.Now, I know that with Arkansas being your home state that you want to show up and show out to walk out of Darkness Falls with both the X-Division title and MY World Television title. I get it because I beat Ryot to become the Television champion in Madison Square Garden. I know twenty, twenty has been a crazy year but I’ll be damned if I am going to let that happen twice in one year unless I am the recipient of the title victory. I noticed we have a thing or two in common, Earl. Both you and I started off wrestling in the nineties, retired and unretired several times. Despite all that time we could have possibly crossed paths the fact is we never did. That obviously all changes in a couple days. You have got yourself the number one contender for not one but two championships. Well done, sir. But what you don’t see is that you are in over your head, buddy. Not just because your vision is somewhat questionable but since…



::An older man in a suit, walking with a cane takes a seat a few barstools down from Enforcer at the bar. The bartender walks over to the older man.::



Bartender:What can I get for you, sir?



Older man:I would like scotch on the rocks.



Bartender:You got it, sir.



::The bartender walks away to make the older man’s drink. Enforcer looks over at the older gentleman.::



Enforcer:I have to admit, sir, you seem like your too dignified to be in a place like this.



::The older man looks over at Enforcer.::



Older man:Honestly, I usually am not.



Enforcer:What has made today so different that you decided to slum it?



Old man:Long day at work.



Enforcer:I heard that. If you don’t mind me asking, what do you do for a living?



Old man:I don’t mind at all. I am a lawyer.



Enforcer:A lawyer? Nice!



Old man:Yes, a lawyer. I started my law career back in nineteen eighty six.



Enforcer:A thirty four year law career. Sounds like a successful career.



Old man:It has been very prosperous both financially and it is very fulfilling of my passion.



Enforcer:That is fantastic to hear. I am, Anthony, by the way.



Old Man:Nice to meet you, Anthony. My name is Lucifer.



Enforcer:An attorney named Lucifer. I love it.



Lucifer:Fitting, right?



Enforcer:Ha! It really is.



::The bartender brings Lucifer and sets his scotch on the rocks in front of him.::



Lucifer:Thank you, sir.



::Lucifer turns to Enforcer and raises his glass. In turn Enforcer raises his glass.::



Lucifer:Cheers.



Enforcer:Cheers.



::They each take a sip out of their respective glasses.::




Enforcer:Let me ask you, Lucifer, as a legal professional. What should happen with someone who continually gets into legal trouble? For example doing something like breaking into homes.



Lucifer:It appears you are speaking about a repeat offender who should be thrown directly into solitary confinement and the keys thrown away.



Enforcer:That sounds fair and then these criminals won’t wonder how they get themselves into situations like these. Then maybe, just maybe, the recidivism rate wouldn’t be so high.



Lucifer:Excellent point, Anthony.



Enforcer:Thank you, sir.



::A rowdy group of University of Arkansas college students come into the bar. Enforcer rolls his eyes.::



Enforcer:Great! A bunch of Arkansas sweat hogs have just made this night much more pleasurable.



Lucifer: Don’t you mean Razorbacks?



Enforcer:Oh yes, of course, Lucifer.



::As Lucifer looks away Enforcer shakes his head no and silently says, “sweat hogs”. Enforcer raises his glass of beer to his mouth and finishes off the rest of his beer. Enforcer stands up and takes some money out of his pocket. He puts a fifty dollar bill on the bar::



Enforcer:Bartender, this is for my beer and my new lawyer friend Lucifer’s drink, also.



Bartender:Alright.



Lucifer:Thank you, Anthony.



Enforcer:The pleasure is all mine, Lucifer.



Lucifer:Thank you again. That is very generous.



Enforcer:Glad to do it. Plus it is always good to be on the good side of as many lawyers as I can. Who knows when and where I might need legal advice.



::Enforcer and Lucifer shake hands. Enforcer then walks towards the door, opens the door, and exits the bar.::



Enforcer:A much needed beer always hits the spot. Especially when it is getting so close to this big Triple threat match I am in, Like I have said my opposition have a big time issue with each other. Guys, I am going to let you two figure that out. I have no interest in getting in the middle of that big cluster the two of you got going on. My main objective is of course to keep my Television title with me. If I just so happen to be able to walk out as Unified X-Division champion, as well, then great. It would be kind of cool because throughout my career I have never been X-Division champion ever but can bet your asses that I am leaving Arkansas as GCWA World Television champion.



::Enforcer sees a Taxi cab sitting at the end of the block and he walks over there to the cab. Enforcer opens the back door and takes a seat then shuts the door behind him.::



Enforcer:Take me to the Courtyard Marriott, please.



Taxi Driver:Will do.


Enforcer:In such a big time match I know I have the advantage because my opposition is too damn emotional and filled with hate towards one another. While I on the other hand is purely even keel, I can see things clear headed because I am the most pragmatic. Which is why I predict I will remain World Television champion. It is why I made Milky J stay in New York so I can focus just on this match. Ealy can bring Mr. Wrigley with him and it won’t matter if the Outcast will make bail. These two boys are at a clear disadvantage because of their misguided attempts to one up each other but most of all it all comes down to me being the one and only greatest person to ever live.



::The camera fades to black.::