Post by ramirez on Jun 12, 2008 19:59:19 GMT -5
-The view begins in the midst of a white foamy terrain. The sound of crackling soap suds can be heard. Suddenly, there is a disturbance among the surface as it appears something has dropped from above at a high rate of speed. The foam separates and water splashes into the air. The view slowly moves outward to eventually show "The Angry Chef" Emilio Ramirez standing in front of a kitchen sink. A tall stack of white plates sit on the counter to his left as he leans forward onto the sink looking up into the television screen. Emilio is quiet for a short time; his face covered with a look of frustration-
Emilio Ramirez: Aaron Christopher sure does like to talk. He's confident too. REAL confident. TOO confident if you ask me. In Aaron Christopher's mind he has already picked up his first victory here in The Wrestling Domain. Well Aaron I hate to break the news to you buddy but . . . . . I'm gonna clean your plate!
-Ramirez swiftly reaches up and grabs three or four of the plates from the stack standing beside him and lets them fall carelessly into the soapy water filling the sink-
Emilio Ramirez: You might think I'm a nobody Aaron. That's your opinion and you know what they say about opinions. But I want you to think about it Christopher. Think long and hard because when you walk through those curtains Saturday night and you see all those fans cheering for "The Angry Chef" . . . . . you're going to realize right then and there that I'm not just an ordinary speed bump along your "road of success".
-Emilio shoves his hands into the soapy water and begins to wash the plates; his eyes still directed upward-
Emilio Ramirez: No chance Christopher? Well I'll TAKE my chances. There will be no phone calls to Mister Martin. There will be no surrendering. There will be no bowing. Saturday night Aaron. Beaumont, Texas. We're gonna find out how good I am. We're gonna find out . . . . . how good YOU are.
-Frustration overcomes "The Angry Chef" for a split second and he suddenly reaches out and pulls the entire stack of plates in the direction of the sink. The motion tips the tower of glass and the plates come crashing down on the counter and along the floor, shattering. Ramirez doesn't even hesitate to evaluate the mess but instead walks out of view-
Emilio Ramirez: Aaron Christopher sure does like to talk. He's confident too. REAL confident. TOO confident if you ask me. In Aaron Christopher's mind he has already picked up his first victory here in The Wrestling Domain. Well Aaron I hate to break the news to you buddy but . . . . . I'm gonna clean your plate!
-Ramirez swiftly reaches up and grabs three or four of the plates from the stack standing beside him and lets them fall carelessly into the soapy water filling the sink-
Emilio Ramirez: You might think I'm a nobody Aaron. That's your opinion and you know what they say about opinions. But I want you to think about it Christopher. Think long and hard because when you walk through those curtains Saturday night and you see all those fans cheering for "The Angry Chef" . . . . . you're going to realize right then and there that I'm not just an ordinary speed bump along your "road of success".
-Emilio shoves his hands into the soapy water and begins to wash the plates; his eyes still directed upward-
Emilio Ramirez: No chance Christopher? Well I'll TAKE my chances. There will be no phone calls to Mister Martin. There will be no surrendering. There will be no bowing. Saturday night Aaron. Beaumont, Texas. We're gonna find out how good I am. We're gonna find out . . . . . how good YOU are.
-Frustration overcomes "The Angry Chef" for a split second and he suddenly reaches out and pulls the entire stack of plates in the direction of the sink. The motion tips the tower of glass and the plates come crashing down on the counter and along the floor, shattering. Ramirez doesn't even hesitate to evaluate the mess but instead walks out of view-