Post by keiji on Apr 21, 2017 2:24:41 GMT -5
Off Camera
Keiji hops into his vehicle, and starts it. After turning on some music, he exits the parking lot and starts down the street. After a few moments he pulls into the parking lot of a well lit building, and exits his car just as Kelvin is pulling up beside him. The two men enter the establishment together, but it instantly becomes clear this is a strip joint and not a bar. Keiji turns best red, and glances at Trenton.
Keiji: I apologize, I thought this was a bar, really not much outside the building to suggest otherwise
Trenton: Ummm.
Trenton looks around.
Trenton: This is fine. He sees the bouncers and smiles. There is a bar there.
He points out the center bar.
Keiji: Right, to the bar then.
Keiji let's Kelvin take the lead, and follows close behind. The duo take a seat, and Keiji glances at the various bouncers working the crowd.
Keiji: Security sure is tight.
Trenton looks back.
Trenton: Yeah. Very tight. They make sure this place stays in shape.
A bartender comes up to both men and puts down napkins.
Bartender: What would you boys both like?
Trenton turns towards her.
Trenton: Whisky. Straight.
Bartender: And you?
She looks at Keiji.
Keiji: Vodka Martini, and can I get that wet please.
Bartender: Of course, how would you like that prepared.
Keiji: Stirred please. I seriously apologize about the mix up man, I had no idea this was a skin joint.
Keiji, not use to such a chaotic environment, places his palms on the bar, and begins to scan for an exit in case anything overly wild goes down.
Trenton: I mean it's not like I've never some some skin before.
Trenton chuckles as the tender brings there drinks. Keiji goes to drink but Trenton raises his glass.
Trenton: To tag team matches and plenty of wins.
Keiji: I'll drink to that, no doubt.
Keiji raises his glass, and gently taps it against Kelvin's. The two men then proceede to drink in unison.
Keiji: I've got to say, you are a hell of a guy. Most people would have shrugged me off, but you show up without hesitation. I really hope we mesh as a team, we do well enough we could be seeing tag straps in the future.
Trenton: I mean if they end up bringing them along. But with those Messiah guys and then 7th Circle, the tag scene would been a couple of bright spots like us. And who knows? We might make a good one, two punch.
Trenton sips the rest of his whisky. He looks around the club. A few dancers are on the stage as some guys toss them money.
Trenton looks back behind him as more people make their way into the club through the bouncers.
Trenton: Cute blonde on the stage.
Keiji takes a breath, turns, and gives the dancer a quick once over.
Keiji: Not um...not really my type, but yeah she's ok.
Sugiwara brings his focus back to the bar, the barman is placing a second round of drinks on the table.
Bartender: Looks like you boys have fans.
A couple of ladies sporting WCG tees raise their glasses and eye the duo, this unusual amount of attention makes Keiji a bit sheepish, but he raises his glass none the less.
Keiji: To fans, may they always be awesome.
Trenton: To the fans.
He lifts his glass as well.
Trenton sees their original bartender tending to some other people as the barman that just served them cleaning out some glasses.
Trenton: Odd for a strip club to have a guy bartender.
Trenton shrugs and focuses on the glasses being cleaned.
Keiji: He doesn't seem overly distracted. I'm finding the lady patrons a tad more perplexing. But I'm not going to question it.
Keiji chuckles a bit, and sips on his drink.
Keiji: Something just occurred to me, how the hell are we getting home? No way I'm driving, and do you even have a place to crash?
He shrugs.
Trenton: Drink first. Ask questions later.
He relaxes up a bit.
Trenton: Probably get a hotel room and crash to be honest.
Keiji: Seems a reasonable policy to me.
Keiji was usually one to over think just about any situation. But, Trenton was onto something, they weren't there to think about what would happen later on.
Keiji: Guess that means we're going to need some more drinks.
Keiji signals for a bartender, and the original bartender who had finished with her previous customers approaches.
Trenton: Two rounds for each of us, and keep em flowing.
Trenton slides forward a hundred dollar bill.
Trenton: You make the toast this time!
Trenton smiles at him.
Keiji: To a night to remeber, while we're still sober enough to be able.
Glasses cling once more, and Keiji is acting noticeably more relaxed.
Keiji: You have a good outlook on life man, just take situations as they come. Meanwhile it takes me like twenty minutes to pick a movie I want to see most of the time.
Keiji smiles, and leans back in his seat, taking precaution not to fall off of it.
Trenton: A comedy. Always go with a comedy my man!
Trenton looks down at his glass and laughs.
A couple of girls make their way over to Keiji.
Trenton: Looks like a couple of ladies like ya, man.
Keiji: Huh? Oh...oh hey there. Something I can help you with?
Keiji, having had a few more drinks than normal struggles to maintain eye contact with the ladies, who seem to be staring a hole right through him
Woman 1: Well we saw you and your super cute friend all alone over here.
Woman 2: Yeah, we wanted to offer you guys a lap dance. This is a strip club, you two need to mingle a little.
Keiji is a bit shocked by how blunt these women were being, his gaze shifts from them to Kelvin.
Keiji: Dude, I have no idea what to do here. You're Mr. Take Charge here, opinion?
Trenton: Um. you go right ahead. You deserve it my man.
He slaps Keiji on the back and downs another drink.
Trenton: Just sit back and relax. Let them give you a little dance.
Keiji: Yeah, they said us not me.
As Trenton and Keiji go back and forth, the ladies look on in confusion.
Woman 1: Hello? Are we doing this or not?
Keiji, drink in hand, slowly turns to face the woman.
Keiji: Oh, I was conferring with my colleague, yeah I mean your...I don't know attractive I guess. But, Trenton is my friend. I would seriously hate for him to feel left out.
Keiji turns back to Trenton and smiles a bit.
Keiji: Wait did you say comedy? I just rented Why Him, I heard James Franco kills it in this one.
Trenton: Wait, who rents movies anymore?
Both ladies get annoyed.
Woman 1: Come, boys.
Both of them grab the arms of Trenton and Keiji and drag them both to a large back booth. A blonde grabbing Trenton and a red head grabbing Keiji. They push both boys down to the booth.
Keiji: There's a red box at the store near my house, it's very convenient.
Meanwhile the ladies are trying their damndest to literally get a rise out of Trenton and Keiji.
Keiji: Besides, it's not really all that easy to share a digital copy.
Redhead: Is now really the best time for that conversation?
Keiji: Look, all I'm saying is it's a valid point. I mean you would rent a movie, right?
Redhead: Really not getting involved with that.
Keiji glances over to Trenton and shrugs.
Trenton: What about you?
He looks at the blonde.
Blonde: I like Netflix.
Redhead: Seriously? You too?
Keiji: Netflix is fine, but they don't really have any of the new releases.
Redhead: Like seriously what the fuck? Who talks about movies mid lap dance!?
Blonde: They'll ship physical copies of new movies to you also.
Keiji: I can also go down the block and get them when they come out. Kind of makes me miss Blockbuster video.
Trenton: Blockbuster. Not like going and hoping that the latest movie was in stock. Right?
Redhead: That's it. I'm done.
The red head walks away as the blonde keeps it up.
Blonde: I prefer mom and pop shops. They had an adult section.
Trenton: Well then.
Trenton laughs.
Keiji: Guess she's not a fan of cinema.
The trio engage in a bit of shared laughter.
Keiji: mom and pop shops aren't bad, they also tend to have a bunch of those b movies that are so bad they're good.
Keiji sees the redhead a few feet away, hitting up another patron.
Keiji: What's your take on mom and pop movie selection!?
The redhead scoffs, turns to the group, and angrily raises her middle finger.
Keiji: I'm guessing that's a no. She must be one of the people who reads the books first.
Trenton: B Movies? Leprechaun in the Hood? Jason in Space? Yes please!
Blonde: Do you two need to get a room or something?
Trenton looks at her and laughs.
Keiji: Is there a DVD player in the room, and if so are said movies available?
Blonde: What?
Keiji looks toward the blonde, and smiles.
Blonde: Oh, you. You're funny.
Keiji: I do want to see some cheesy slasher flicks now, Trenton loom what you did.
Keiji once again let's out a loud belly laugh.
Trenton laughs again. The song ends.
Blonde: Well I need to get back to some patrons that are interested in lap dances.
Trenton nods.
Trenton: Back to the bar?
He looks to Keiji.
Keiji: Yes, more alcohol is definitely a must right now. Question is can we make it without being ambushed by strippers?
Keiji chuckles, and pulls himself up, before extending a helping hand to Trenton
Keiji: Need help getting up?
He nods. Keiji pulls Trenton up to his feet as the Cajun stumbles a bit. Keiji catches him.
Trenton: I'm good. I'm good.
Keiji: To the bar.
Keiji goes to raise his glass, but he doesn't have one in his hand.
Keiji: I suppose that's why we make for the bar. Just don't let me over do it, I'm likely to try to get on stage and nobody wants that.
Trenton has a belly laugh of his own.
Trenton: I'd like to see that. Show the ginger how to better do her job.
He jokes with Keiji as they head towards the bar. They both take seats.
Keiji: Yeah, well if it comes to that don't let them play Cherry Pie, that is like the most cliché dancer song ever.
Bartender: The usual?
Keiji: I'm changing it up, whiskey straight up.
Keiji shrugs
Keiji: Might as well give it a shot, I'm giving a shot...a shot. Nice!
Bartender: How bout you?
She focuses on Trenton.
Trenton: What's that fancy pants West Coast stirred drink he had? NOT one of those.
He jokes.
Trenton: Whiskey. Straight.
The bartender nods. Trenton turns towards Keiji.
Trenton: This has been a riot, my man. Thanks. I needed it.
Keiji: Me too man, me too. I believe the drink you were referring to is a martini. Gin or Vodka vermouth, and an olive. They're pretty smooth...not like red over there!
Keiji glares at the redhead, who simply grits her teeth, and shakes her head.
Keiji: The night is young though, I bet I get you to try one before we leave this bar.
Trenton: What sort of bet? I am sure as hell as bettin' man.
He turns to face Keiji and rubs his chin.
Keiji: Loser gets on the stage. I was joking earlier, but I'm dead serious now.
Keiji chuckles to himself, very sure of his chances of winning the bet.
Trenton: Oooh. Deep consequences.
Trenton thinks.
Trenton: You are on. Loser dances. But if I end up dancing, I can't help if I steal all of the ladies. Even Feisty Red.
About that time the bartender arrives with the drinks.
Keiji: I do believe it's your toast Trenton. What shall we drink to this round?
Trenton: To the lucky women that we likely take home and bed tonight!
Trenton raises the glass higher and nods.
Keiji: Uh...sure, that works.
Keiji raises his glass, and the two WCG superstars both down their shots.
Keiji: You look like a man who wants a martini, how about it?
Keiji grins, he didn't think it would be that easy to win the bet, but he was damn sure going to try.
Trenton: Always whiskey. Always.
He laughs.
Trenton: So you live alone? With friends? Family? A lady?
he nudges Keiji
Keiji: I'm pretty much flying solo.
Keiji drums his fingers on the bar, this being a subject he really didn't talk about much.
Keiji: And you? I'm sure you got ladies lining up around the corner.
Trenton: All alone out here. No special anyone. So I guess a couple of bachelors then.
Trenton quickly changes the subject as well. He checks the time. 1am.
Trenton: What time this joint close?
Bartender: You got about fifteen minutes until last call, place stays open for about fifteen minutes after that.
Keiji: Well in that case I'm going to need another whiskey, Trenton you need a drink?
Trenton: Two whiskeys it is.
He nods.
Trenton: You aren't getting me this time.
Keiji shrugs as the bartender gets the drinks. A moment passes, and she brings the drinks.
Keiji: To awkwardly flailing around on stage. Which you will be doing quite shortly.
Keiji raises his glass, and waits for Trenton to reply.
Trenton laughs.
Trenton: Doubt it.
The two of them clink their glasses and down their drinks.
Trenton: So which one you taking home? Ole Red?
Keiji: Yeah, because she seems super into movies. If I wake up to that in the morning, I'm blaming you.
Keiji laughs, however a small snorting sound can be heard on the tail end of the laugh.
Bartender: Last call!
Trenton: One more. On me. Whiskey for me.
He smiles at Keiji.
Keiji: Lord help me, whiskey for me as well. Better make it a double, doubt I'll want to remeber this next bit.
Keiji cracks a bit of a grin, sure he was likely going to lose the bet, but he was having a hell of a time doing so.
Trenton: Here is to Yujiro doing a little jig!
Bartender: This I have to see.
She pours both drinks.
Trenton: Here is to you dancing!
Keiji: To me dancing.
The two men toast, and down their drinks
Keiji: Now, how to get up there without getting a bouncer on me.
Bartender: Oh don't you worry about that.
She whistles quite loudly getting everyone's undivided attention.
Bartender: Ladies and gentlemen we have a special attraction tonight, welcome to the main stage Keiji!
A few of the dancers whistle as Keiji gets up and places a hand on Trenton's shoulder.
Keiji: Let it be known I'm a man of my word.
Keiji pats Trenton and makes his way to the stage, once there he climbs up the steps. All eyes now fixed firmly on him, Keiji waits for his que and begins to dance. He's nervous at first, but once he gets into it he begins using the stripper pole like an expert, he eventuality loses his shirt, and then ends up in only his boxer shorts. Surprisingly the crowd eats it up. The song comes to an end, and Keiji manages to get his pants back, but the person who got his shirt refuses to give it up. Sugiwara shrugs it off, and make his way back to Trenton.
Keiji: So, should I change professions? I'm sure my parents would looooove that.
Keiji chuckles as he struggles to get his pants back on.
Trenton dies laughing.
Trenton: You are a man of your word. I guess egg on my face.
He pats Keiji on his back.
Bartender: Closing time boys, Here is your change.
Trenton: Keep it.
Trenton stands up slowly.
Trenton: Thanks man. This was fun. We gotta do it again. I think there is a hotel across the way from here.
Keiji manages to get his trousers back on, and stands as straight as he is able.
Keiji: Definitely, you have no idea how much I've needed to just cut loose.
Keiji then holds his hand out to Trenton, in an attempt to shake his hand.
Keiji: Seriously though Trenton, I appreciate you coming out.
He shakes Keiji's hand.
Trenton: Maybe next time you can come out to see me.
He smiles. They head out of the club. Trenton can see a hotel just across the way.
Trenton: Looks like home for the night.
Trenton slides his keys back into his pocket.
Keiji: Most definitely, would love to visit your hometown. No way I'm driving, I'll just get a taxi.
Keiji hails for a cab, about that time the two women from before approach him. Without asking they hop in the cab with him, the scene fades as the cab pulls away. Keiji awakens the next morning, the redhead in bed next to him.
Keiji: Oh my god, did we...
Redhead: No, and not from a lack of trying on my end. No we stopped at a mom and pop shop, and you saw Space Jam. You keep whining all night about wanting to watch it.
Keiji: Oh nice, and did we watch it?
Redhead: No
Keiji: Look I'm sorry about last night. So, we're going to do something we should have done last night.
Redhead: Fuck, finally.
She starts to get undressed, and Keiji gives her a puzzled look.
Keiji: Do you normally watch movies naked?
Redhead: Seriously? Fuck this, I'm out.
Keiji shrugs, turns on the television, and starts the DVD.
Blonde: (From the bathroom) Oh nice, we finally going to watch the movie? Be right there.
Keiji smiles as the scene fades out.
Trenton stumbled his way over to the hotel, got a room, and slept it off. In the morning, he dropped a text to Keiji.
[Hey man. Thanks again for the fun. Want to meet at the diner for breakfast? My treat]
On Camera
Keiji tilts his head back and forth, trying to get his mind set correct for the task ahead.
Keiji:(not really paying the camera much mind) So tonight, we will see tag team action. My friend Trenton and I, take on The Messiah's. You two make think yourselves an accomplished tag team, and sure Trenton and I have never officially tagged. This we've established. But, that's where we have a slight advantage. You won't know what to expect from us, and after the past couple of days we damn sure know one another. In reality though, I'm a man of action, and I'm about to let my Wrestling do the talking.
Keiji hops into his vehicle, and starts it. After turning on some music, he exits the parking lot and starts down the street. After a few moments he pulls into the parking lot of a well lit building, and exits his car just as Kelvin is pulling up beside him. The two men enter the establishment together, but it instantly becomes clear this is a strip joint and not a bar. Keiji turns best red, and glances at Trenton.
Keiji: I apologize, I thought this was a bar, really not much outside the building to suggest otherwise
Trenton: Ummm.
Trenton looks around.
Trenton: This is fine. He sees the bouncers and smiles. There is a bar there.
He points out the center bar.
Keiji: Right, to the bar then.
Keiji let's Kelvin take the lead, and follows close behind. The duo take a seat, and Keiji glances at the various bouncers working the crowd.
Keiji: Security sure is tight.
Trenton looks back.
Trenton: Yeah. Very tight. They make sure this place stays in shape.
A bartender comes up to both men and puts down napkins.
Bartender: What would you boys both like?
Trenton turns towards her.
Trenton: Whisky. Straight.
Bartender: And you?
She looks at Keiji.
Keiji: Vodka Martini, and can I get that wet please.
Bartender: Of course, how would you like that prepared.
Keiji: Stirred please. I seriously apologize about the mix up man, I had no idea this was a skin joint.
Keiji, not use to such a chaotic environment, places his palms on the bar, and begins to scan for an exit in case anything overly wild goes down.
Trenton: I mean it's not like I've never some some skin before.
Trenton chuckles as the tender brings there drinks. Keiji goes to drink but Trenton raises his glass.
Trenton: To tag team matches and plenty of wins.
Keiji: I'll drink to that, no doubt.
Keiji raises his glass, and gently taps it against Kelvin's. The two men then proceede to drink in unison.
Keiji: I've got to say, you are a hell of a guy. Most people would have shrugged me off, but you show up without hesitation. I really hope we mesh as a team, we do well enough we could be seeing tag straps in the future.
Trenton: I mean if they end up bringing them along. But with those Messiah guys and then 7th Circle, the tag scene would been a couple of bright spots like us. And who knows? We might make a good one, two punch.
Trenton sips the rest of his whisky. He looks around the club. A few dancers are on the stage as some guys toss them money.
Trenton looks back behind him as more people make their way into the club through the bouncers.
Trenton: Cute blonde on the stage.
Keiji takes a breath, turns, and gives the dancer a quick once over.
Keiji: Not um...not really my type, but yeah she's ok.
Sugiwara brings his focus back to the bar, the barman is placing a second round of drinks on the table.
Bartender: Looks like you boys have fans.
A couple of ladies sporting WCG tees raise their glasses and eye the duo, this unusual amount of attention makes Keiji a bit sheepish, but he raises his glass none the less.
Keiji: To fans, may they always be awesome.
Trenton: To the fans.
He lifts his glass as well.
Trenton sees their original bartender tending to some other people as the barman that just served them cleaning out some glasses.
Trenton: Odd for a strip club to have a guy bartender.
Trenton shrugs and focuses on the glasses being cleaned.
Keiji: He doesn't seem overly distracted. I'm finding the lady patrons a tad more perplexing. But I'm not going to question it.
Keiji chuckles a bit, and sips on his drink.
Keiji: Something just occurred to me, how the hell are we getting home? No way I'm driving, and do you even have a place to crash?
He shrugs.
Trenton: Drink first. Ask questions later.
He relaxes up a bit.
Trenton: Probably get a hotel room and crash to be honest.
Keiji: Seems a reasonable policy to me.
Keiji was usually one to over think just about any situation. But, Trenton was onto something, they weren't there to think about what would happen later on.
Keiji: Guess that means we're going to need some more drinks.
Keiji signals for a bartender, and the original bartender who had finished with her previous customers approaches.
Trenton: Two rounds for each of us, and keep em flowing.
Trenton slides forward a hundred dollar bill.
Trenton: You make the toast this time!
Trenton smiles at him.
Keiji: To a night to remeber, while we're still sober enough to be able.
Glasses cling once more, and Keiji is acting noticeably more relaxed.
Keiji: You have a good outlook on life man, just take situations as they come. Meanwhile it takes me like twenty minutes to pick a movie I want to see most of the time.
Keiji smiles, and leans back in his seat, taking precaution not to fall off of it.
Trenton: A comedy. Always go with a comedy my man!
Trenton looks down at his glass and laughs.
A couple of girls make their way over to Keiji.
Trenton: Looks like a couple of ladies like ya, man.
Keiji: Huh? Oh...oh hey there. Something I can help you with?
Keiji, having had a few more drinks than normal struggles to maintain eye contact with the ladies, who seem to be staring a hole right through him
Woman 1: Well we saw you and your super cute friend all alone over here.
Woman 2: Yeah, we wanted to offer you guys a lap dance. This is a strip club, you two need to mingle a little.
Keiji is a bit shocked by how blunt these women were being, his gaze shifts from them to Kelvin.
Keiji: Dude, I have no idea what to do here. You're Mr. Take Charge here, opinion?
Trenton: Um. you go right ahead. You deserve it my man.
He slaps Keiji on the back and downs another drink.
Trenton: Just sit back and relax. Let them give you a little dance.
Keiji: Yeah, they said us not me.
As Trenton and Keiji go back and forth, the ladies look on in confusion.
Woman 1: Hello? Are we doing this or not?
Keiji, drink in hand, slowly turns to face the woman.
Keiji: Oh, I was conferring with my colleague, yeah I mean your...I don't know attractive I guess. But, Trenton is my friend. I would seriously hate for him to feel left out.
Keiji turns back to Trenton and smiles a bit.
Keiji: Wait did you say comedy? I just rented Why Him, I heard James Franco kills it in this one.
Trenton: Wait, who rents movies anymore?
Both ladies get annoyed.
Woman 1: Come, boys.
Both of them grab the arms of Trenton and Keiji and drag them both to a large back booth. A blonde grabbing Trenton and a red head grabbing Keiji. They push both boys down to the booth.
Keiji: There's a red box at the store near my house, it's very convenient.
Meanwhile the ladies are trying their damndest to literally get a rise out of Trenton and Keiji.
Keiji: Besides, it's not really all that easy to share a digital copy.
Redhead: Is now really the best time for that conversation?
Keiji: Look, all I'm saying is it's a valid point. I mean you would rent a movie, right?
Redhead: Really not getting involved with that.
Keiji glances over to Trenton and shrugs.
Trenton: What about you?
He looks at the blonde.
Blonde: I like Netflix.
Redhead: Seriously? You too?
Keiji: Netflix is fine, but they don't really have any of the new releases.
Redhead: Like seriously what the fuck? Who talks about movies mid lap dance!?
Blonde: They'll ship physical copies of new movies to you also.
Keiji: I can also go down the block and get them when they come out. Kind of makes me miss Blockbuster video.
Trenton: Blockbuster. Not like going and hoping that the latest movie was in stock. Right?
Redhead: That's it. I'm done.
The red head walks away as the blonde keeps it up.
Blonde: I prefer mom and pop shops. They had an adult section.
Trenton: Well then.
Trenton laughs.
Keiji: Guess she's not a fan of cinema.
The trio engage in a bit of shared laughter.
Keiji: mom and pop shops aren't bad, they also tend to have a bunch of those b movies that are so bad they're good.
Keiji sees the redhead a few feet away, hitting up another patron.
Keiji: What's your take on mom and pop movie selection!?
The redhead scoffs, turns to the group, and angrily raises her middle finger.
Keiji: I'm guessing that's a no. She must be one of the people who reads the books first.
Trenton: B Movies? Leprechaun in the Hood? Jason in Space? Yes please!
Blonde: Do you two need to get a room or something?
Trenton looks at her and laughs.
Keiji: Is there a DVD player in the room, and if so are said movies available?
Blonde: What?
Keiji looks toward the blonde, and smiles.
Blonde: Oh, you. You're funny.
Keiji: I do want to see some cheesy slasher flicks now, Trenton loom what you did.
Keiji once again let's out a loud belly laugh.
Trenton laughs again. The song ends.
Blonde: Well I need to get back to some patrons that are interested in lap dances.
Trenton nods.
Trenton: Back to the bar?
He looks to Keiji.
Keiji: Yes, more alcohol is definitely a must right now. Question is can we make it without being ambushed by strippers?
Keiji chuckles, and pulls himself up, before extending a helping hand to Trenton
Keiji: Need help getting up?
He nods. Keiji pulls Trenton up to his feet as the Cajun stumbles a bit. Keiji catches him.
Trenton: I'm good. I'm good.
Keiji: To the bar.
Keiji goes to raise his glass, but he doesn't have one in his hand.
Keiji: I suppose that's why we make for the bar. Just don't let me over do it, I'm likely to try to get on stage and nobody wants that.
Trenton has a belly laugh of his own.
Trenton: I'd like to see that. Show the ginger how to better do her job.
He jokes with Keiji as they head towards the bar. They both take seats.
Keiji: Yeah, well if it comes to that don't let them play Cherry Pie, that is like the most cliché dancer song ever.
Bartender: The usual?
Keiji: I'm changing it up, whiskey straight up.
Keiji shrugs
Keiji: Might as well give it a shot, I'm giving a shot...a shot. Nice!
Bartender: How bout you?
She focuses on Trenton.
Trenton: What's that fancy pants West Coast stirred drink he had? NOT one of those.
He jokes.
Trenton: Whiskey. Straight.
The bartender nods. Trenton turns towards Keiji.
Trenton: This has been a riot, my man. Thanks. I needed it.
Keiji: Me too man, me too. I believe the drink you were referring to is a martini. Gin or Vodka vermouth, and an olive. They're pretty smooth...not like red over there!
Keiji glares at the redhead, who simply grits her teeth, and shakes her head.
Keiji: The night is young though, I bet I get you to try one before we leave this bar.
Trenton: What sort of bet? I am sure as hell as bettin' man.
He turns to face Keiji and rubs his chin.
Keiji: Loser gets on the stage. I was joking earlier, but I'm dead serious now.
Keiji chuckles to himself, very sure of his chances of winning the bet.
Trenton: Oooh. Deep consequences.
Trenton thinks.
Trenton: You are on. Loser dances. But if I end up dancing, I can't help if I steal all of the ladies. Even Feisty Red.
About that time the bartender arrives with the drinks.
Keiji: I do believe it's your toast Trenton. What shall we drink to this round?
Trenton: To the lucky women that we likely take home and bed tonight!
Trenton raises the glass higher and nods.
Keiji: Uh...sure, that works.
Keiji raises his glass, and the two WCG superstars both down their shots.
Keiji: You look like a man who wants a martini, how about it?
Keiji grins, he didn't think it would be that easy to win the bet, but he was damn sure going to try.
Trenton: Always whiskey. Always.
He laughs.
Trenton: So you live alone? With friends? Family? A lady?
he nudges Keiji
Keiji: I'm pretty much flying solo.
Keiji drums his fingers on the bar, this being a subject he really didn't talk about much.
Keiji: And you? I'm sure you got ladies lining up around the corner.
Trenton: All alone out here. No special anyone. So I guess a couple of bachelors then.
Trenton quickly changes the subject as well. He checks the time. 1am.
Trenton: What time this joint close?
Bartender: You got about fifteen minutes until last call, place stays open for about fifteen minutes after that.
Keiji: Well in that case I'm going to need another whiskey, Trenton you need a drink?
Trenton: Two whiskeys it is.
He nods.
Trenton: You aren't getting me this time.
Keiji shrugs as the bartender gets the drinks. A moment passes, and she brings the drinks.
Keiji: To awkwardly flailing around on stage. Which you will be doing quite shortly.
Keiji raises his glass, and waits for Trenton to reply.
Trenton laughs.
Trenton: Doubt it.
The two of them clink their glasses and down their drinks.
Trenton: So which one you taking home? Ole Red?
Keiji: Yeah, because she seems super into movies. If I wake up to that in the morning, I'm blaming you.
Keiji laughs, however a small snorting sound can be heard on the tail end of the laugh.
Bartender: Last call!
Trenton: One more. On me. Whiskey for me.
He smiles at Keiji.
Keiji: Lord help me, whiskey for me as well. Better make it a double, doubt I'll want to remeber this next bit.
Keiji cracks a bit of a grin, sure he was likely going to lose the bet, but he was having a hell of a time doing so.
Trenton: Here is to Yujiro doing a little jig!
Bartender: This I have to see.
She pours both drinks.
Trenton: Here is to you dancing!
Keiji: To me dancing.
The two men toast, and down their drinks
Keiji: Now, how to get up there without getting a bouncer on me.
Bartender: Oh don't you worry about that.
She whistles quite loudly getting everyone's undivided attention.
Bartender: Ladies and gentlemen we have a special attraction tonight, welcome to the main stage Keiji!
A few of the dancers whistle as Keiji gets up and places a hand on Trenton's shoulder.
Keiji: Let it be known I'm a man of my word.
Keiji pats Trenton and makes his way to the stage, once there he climbs up the steps. All eyes now fixed firmly on him, Keiji waits for his que and begins to dance. He's nervous at first, but once he gets into it he begins using the stripper pole like an expert, he eventuality loses his shirt, and then ends up in only his boxer shorts. Surprisingly the crowd eats it up. The song comes to an end, and Keiji manages to get his pants back, but the person who got his shirt refuses to give it up. Sugiwara shrugs it off, and make his way back to Trenton.
Keiji: So, should I change professions? I'm sure my parents would looooove that.
Keiji chuckles as he struggles to get his pants back on.
Trenton dies laughing.
Trenton: You are a man of your word. I guess egg on my face.
He pats Keiji on his back.
Bartender: Closing time boys, Here is your change.
Trenton: Keep it.
Trenton stands up slowly.
Trenton: Thanks man. This was fun. We gotta do it again. I think there is a hotel across the way from here.
Keiji manages to get his trousers back on, and stands as straight as he is able.
Keiji: Definitely, you have no idea how much I've needed to just cut loose.
Keiji then holds his hand out to Trenton, in an attempt to shake his hand.
Keiji: Seriously though Trenton, I appreciate you coming out.
He shakes Keiji's hand.
Trenton: Maybe next time you can come out to see me.
He smiles. They head out of the club. Trenton can see a hotel just across the way.
Trenton: Looks like home for the night.
Trenton slides his keys back into his pocket.
Keiji: Most definitely, would love to visit your hometown. No way I'm driving, I'll just get a taxi.
Keiji hails for a cab, about that time the two women from before approach him. Without asking they hop in the cab with him, the scene fades as the cab pulls away. Keiji awakens the next morning, the redhead in bed next to him.
Keiji: Oh my god, did we...
Redhead: No, and not from a lack of trying on my end. No we stopped at a mom and pop shop, and you saw Space Jam. You keep whining all night about wanting to watch it.
Keiji: Oh nice, and did we watch it?
Redhead: No
Keiji: Look I'm sorry about last night. So, we're going to do something we should have done last night.
Redhead: Fuck, finally.
She starts to get undressed, and Keiji gives her a puzzled look.
Keiji: Do you normally watch movies naked?
Redhead: Seriously? Fuck this, I'm out.
Keiji shrugs, turns on the television, and starts the DVD.
Blonde: (From the bathroom) Oh nice, we finally going to watch the movie? Be right there.
Keiji smiles as the scene fades out.
Trenton stumbled his way over to the hotel, got a room, and slept it off. In the morning, he dropped a text to Keiji.
[Hey man. Thanks again for the fun. Want to meet at the diner for breakfast? My treat]
On Camera
Keiji tilts his head back and forth, trying to get his mind set correct for the task ahead.
Keiji:(not really paying the camera much mind) So tonight, we will see tag team action. My friend Trenton and I, take on The Messiah's. You two make think yourselves an accomplished tag team, and sure Trenton and I have never officially tagged. This we've established. But, that's where we have a slight advantage. You won't know what to expect from us, and after the past couple of days we damn sure know one another. In reality though, I'm a man of action, and I'm about to let my Wrestling do the talking.