so, this could be awkward...(Ford)

[MJ Windsor]

MJ Windsor
drink?


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MJ is standing at the bar in the New Connection Suite, the camera pans from MJ and moves to show the huge leather sofa across the room, and sitting on that sofa is Whitey Ford.
Anyone with a clue about the wrestling business will know that MJ Windsor and Whitey Ford are not regular drinking ‘buddies’, they are in fact long time rivals who have battered and bloodied each other on more than one occasion.
But surprisingly the atmosphere seems calm and almost relaxed although both men are keeping their wits about them.
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Whitey Ford
Ill take a beer


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MJ rolls his eyes at the relatively ‘low class’ choice of beverage. Interestingly the ‘eye roll’ is not hidden from Ford, it’s done in full view and Ford responds with a shrug of the shoulders.
MJ takes a beer from the fridge, along with his vodka neat he walks over to Ford, hands him the beer and takes a seat in the lazy boy, but refrains from reclining.
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MJ Windsor
There is no need for any small talk between you and I, so ill get straight down to business…

…Timmy asked me to book a show and I am sure you have seen by now that I have done just that and I have of course booked myself in the main event…


Whitey Ford
ha, of course


MJ Windsor
…and I could have picked anyone I wanted to be my tag team partner, and I decided I wanted you…

…Whitey Ford, the man whom I have waged many a war. You and I spent a long time hating each others guts, we have never held back from expressing just how much we have hated each other over the years and have done anything and everything to put the other down and out…

…so why pick you? Why book myself in a match against two men who want to hurt me and then book my tag team partner to also be a man who wants to hurt me?

Well Whitey, the thing is I do not actually believe you want to hurt me anymore…

…its been some time since we last locked horns and things have changed…

…you, well you are smarter man, you realised that pandering to those idiots gets you nowhere because as soon as you have an off day they turn on you…

…the people that go out to that ring and dance around smiling and playing up to the ‘fans’ are living out a fantasy…

…thankfully your not a part of that anymore and you know what? I think that you might just have started to realise where I have been coming from all these years…

…I have told you before Whitey, that when I stand side by side with someone ill only ever stab them in the back if they give me reason to do so, if everyone is open and honest then there is no reason why people can not work together for the greater good…

…and that is where you and I come together. I have got no reason to hate you, the past is been and gone, nothing we can do to change what has happened but the future is up for grabs…

…think about it Whitey, who in the hell will expect you and I to be a cohesive team? to work together and to actually respect each other and get along? No one, and that’s the beauty of it Whitey, we can be ahead of the game and that’s the difference between winners and losers…

…and this does not have to be a one time deal, we can both benefit from working together all the way up to and including Anything Goes…

…so, what do you think?

[Whitey Ford]

Whitey Ford: What do I think...

::Ford takes a long haul of the beer, scratching at the five o'clock shadow starting to form on his face. Whitey never takes his eyes of MJW.::

Whitey Ford: Your right...I mean, I don't hate you because of our past altercations or because of the whole New Connection thing...I just plain out don't like you.

::This brings an irritated look over Windsors face, as he sees his proposed deal might be going down the drain fast.::

Whitey: You talk like you know everything, you talk like your the best there ever was, you make sure everyone knows you think they're lesser than the great Michael John Windsor...whether thats true or not really depends on who you're talking to. When it comes to me...your NOT better than me.

::MJW looks to argue, but lets Ford continue as the deal isn't a complete bust yet.::

Whitey Ford: But here's the thing; I think your idea isn't complete shit. Nothing makes me sicker than the thought of David Slam walking out with a win under his belt when I have anything to say about it. He's ridden your coattails to the top, and now he's slowly slipping down back towards obscurity because he can't hang with the top tier competitors like us. Besides, I heard rumors he used to have people write his scripts for him anyways.

::MJW nods with a smile.::

Whitey Ford: What your proposing here could be something fucking great. We don't need the fans, they PAY TO SEE US! They are nothing without US, not the other way around. If they didn't want to see Whitey Ford and MJW, they would spend their hard earned money on even more fast food and crackpipes. This is New York, after all.

::Ford finishes his beer and sets it on the coffee table nearby, purposely missing the drink coaster.::

Whitey Ford: So lets try this. We work together in this tag match, and if we can prove that we're not going to cave the other one's skull in until Anything Goes...maybe we can continue this partnership up until the main event, where the last two standing will be you and me. How does that sound?

::Whitey extends his hand for a handshake.::