A Measured Exchange
Nick Stuart: We are about ready for John Kennedy Royko Jr. versus Shawn Warstein in yet another great tournament matchup.
Richard Parker: Gotta say, Nick, it’s so great to be back home in PRIME!
Nick Stuart: Let’s send it down to our head interviewer Angelica Brooks, who is standing by with John Kennedy Royko Jr.
Armed with a microphone with a PRIME logoed flag in her hand, and a look of seriousness on her face, Angelica Brooks stands next to the 6’7” rookie, John Kennedy Royko Jr.
Angelica Brooks: John, welcome to PRIME! Are you ready for your first match?
The wrestler puts up his massive hands, and shows Angelica, and the camera, that they are shaking.
JK Royko: My hands are trembling like a 9.0 earthquake is rumbling through my veins. Angelica yes, I’m nervous, but they aren’t shaking because of stress, worries, or concerns. They are shaking with anticipation. I’m ready to chop down Shawn Warstein and show the rest of PRIME that the rookie sensation is here to become champion and honor my father’s passing and all the history that is PRIME.
The camera zooms in closer to JK’s massive hands with fingers as thick as polish sausages.
JK Royko: They are shaking with excitement to do what they love to do and that’s cause violence and victories. Angelica. Shawn Warstein is a man I have a lot of respect for. He’s a guy who has made a career doing what so far, I have only dreamed of. My journey starts tonight in LAS VEGAS! Shawn comes from Chicago, just like I do. A city that knows about rebuilding and restarts. Angelica, I’m ready to take Shawn to the Chicago Chop House and you all better be ready for dessert because I’m buying!!! I’m……
Both Angelica and JK are distracted as a homely fella is off to the side cursing and kicking at a vending machine.
Richard Parker: Wow, Steve Buscemi really let himself go!?!
Nick Stuart: That’s not Steve Buscemi, Richard…that’s the creepy guy with the mask who was in Matt Ward’s office on our last show.
Richard Parker: I’m pretty sure that’s a plumped-up Steve Buscemi and I have a pretty good eye for this sort of thing.
The disheveled creepy man wearing dirty ripped-up sweatpants and an ill-fitted black t-shirt kicks the machine again hurting his foot in the process.
Angelica Brooks: Ummm…sir, are you ok??
The creepy man stops what he is doing and realizes he has caused a distraction. He apologizes with his hands and flashes a calming, yet creepy smile.
Angelica Brooks: You know we’re live, right?
Creepy Man: Yes, but for how long?
John Kennedy smiles a bit, laughing at the situation, while Angelica looks off-camera…probably for Dam or Wade or the Enemigos to get this weirdo out of the building.
JK Royko: Who are you?
The creepy man pulls a tape measure out of his pocket and starts measuring JK’s hands uninvited. JK is still amused as Angelica seems confused as to what to do.
Joe Burro: Pardon me. I’m Joe Burro I’m ahhhh how you say….ummm…lead artistic director of wardrobe here in PRIME. A tailor to use modern terms, I’m a cut of jib genius if I do say so myself. You, lady, are exquisite in your tastes and fashion.
The creepy man turns his attention to Angelica’s sleeves rubbing them with his thumb and pointer finger to identify the fabric. She abruptly pulls her arm away as Burro yields his attention back to JK trying to use the tape measure only this time on Royko’s head. The chubby man humorously standing on his tippy toes tries hopping in hopes of getting some numbers.
JK Royko: Ummm we’re in the middle of something here maybe we can do this later?
Joe Burro: OHHHH of course!! Say, do you have any modern currency? I would greatly enjoy a clear fizzy pop from that merchant machine over yonder, but apparently old-world gold Spanish coins are not the fad in your crypto cryptic world. Is there a currency exchange in this little locker room community maybe I can strike up a trade of sorts?
JK and Angelica look very confused as she reaches into her pockets and pulls out a handful of change, giving it to Burro while refusing his gold coins with her hands.
Angelica Brooks: Take this, and please let us finish up here.
She turns her attention away from the creepy man dismissively.
Angelica Brooks: JK there were some rumors on Twitter earlier today that you may not be cleared to compete tonight. What was that about, and how is your knee?
The camera zooms in on the large knee brace covering JK’s left knee, a moment later Joe Burro’s face enters the shot getting a closer look at the knee with a gold rimmed monocle to his eye.
Joe Burro: Oh, an injury, very interesting.
The chubby tailor pulls out a mini notepad and starts jotting down comments. JK is giving him a dirty look, while Angelica tries to shoo him away.
Joe Burro: Oh, right, right, right I’ll go enjoy my un-cola fizz soda now and leave you two be. Big fella do you like wearing masks?
Security comes from around the corner as soon as Burro spots them he moves on quickly.
JK Rokyo: Ha, Angelica things are crazy around here!!! I love it!! Fashion people are always so eccentric and I’m loving meeting the crew. As for my knee? Yeaaaa, some doctor from the Vegas athletic board didn’t like an X-ray, but my doctors explained it to them and now I’m good to go. I’m as clear as vodka in a water bottle to wrestle tonight. As long PRIME lets me into the ring, it won’t be about my knees, it will be about my hands. Let me show you! WOO!!
The big man shows off his fists before excitedly walking away towards the gorilla position as the camera stays on him. A white owl is seen for just a passing moment sitting and watching from atop the vending machine as Royko walks past. The camera cuts back to Angelica Brooks standing with a smile on her face, looking directly into the camera to the viewers at home like a professional.
Angelica Brooks: Guys, JK is ready to go!!! Warstein versus Royko is next!!!