(By some standards, Jill is past her prime)
(By other standards, Jill is reflecting the best shes ever looked)

(The bell jingles on top of the door as it opens. In comes Smokin' Joe Seward, the UWA Hardcore Champion. He is dressed in a black suit, gold band, and yellow tie)

Joe - Evenin'.

(Jill stays glued to her magazine)

Jill - Hi.

(Joe smiles slightly)

Joe - Do ya still carry them miniature Ashton Cigars?

Jill - Yeah, in the walk-in humidor, top shelf, all the way down, on the left.

Joe - Thanks.

Jill - Yeah.

(Joe opens the door to the humidor and walks to the back. Jill peeks slightly at the TV, but quickly goes back to her magazine)

(Joe grabs his box of Ashton Cigars and exits the humidor)

Joe - I'll be all set now.

Jill - Okay, Ashton, that will be.

(Jill looks up to catch a smiling Joe)

Jill - Shit! Joe!

(Jill lets out a gasp and a laugh)

Joe - Hello, Jill.

Jill - My God, you're, you're..here.

Joe - Yeah I am.

(Jill lets out a cheerful yelp as she reaches across the counter to hug Joe.)

Jill - How are you my God?!

Joe - Im doin' the best a guy can do.

Jill - I catch you on TV every now and then.

Joe - Yeah, I be there alright.

Jill - Ill call pop down. He'll be glad to see you.

(Jill looks towards a wooden stair case and yells for her father)

(From behind the door, atop the stairs, emerges Randall Reese, a man in his early fifties, yet still young and strong. Randall wears a white t-shirt and jeans.)

Randall - I'm a little busy, what do you....

Joe - Hello Randall.

Randall - Joe Seward! Shit, if it ain't been a long time.

Joe - It has! Get down here you old fool!

(Randall advances down the stairs, obviously happy to see his old friend)

Randall - You son of a gun! Comin' over here when we haven't seen you in ages!

(Joe laughs)

(Randall gives his friend a handshake, followed by a hug.)

Joe - How are ya old friend?

Randall - I'm great? Damn, how about you?

Joe - I ain't gonna complain.

Randall - Still wearing the suits I see.

Joe - Yeah.

Jill - And Hardcore Champion of the UWA too.

(A look of surprise comes to Randalls face)

Randall - Why you old rascal! You did it!

(Randall holds his fists up to Joe is a joking manner)

Randall - I can still take ya!

Joe - Ya see Jill, I learned better than to mess with ya old man.

Jill - I know, I've heard all the backyard stories.

Joe - That time we wrastled on hay.

Randall - And stupid Howard pulled that leg drop that....

(Joe and Randall burst into laughter while Jill rolls her eyes)

Jill - Oh let me guess! The story when, yeah, Howard missed a leg drop, and landed on his ass so hard it dislocated his spine.

Joe - Yeah, that be the story.

Randall - Remember the look on his face?

Joe - Yeah! And he never done that leg drop move again!

(Joe and Randall erupt in laughter even more thunderous than before)

Jill - Oh you guys

(The laughter stops as Joe and Randall take a deep sigh)

Jill - Well, I'm going upstairs to do the books. I am sure you guys have a lot of catching up to do.

(Jill takes her magazine and walks out from behind the counter. She goes over and gives Joe a hug, before proceeding up the stairs, and into the office)

Joe - She's lookin' good.

Randall - Yeah she does. She's been through a lot ya know. It was tough seeing it being her old man and all.

Joe - Yeah, but it be worth it by the time it's all said and done now here.

Randall - True. It has been worth it.

Joe - How be Roman and Glenn?

(Randall cracks a smile)

Randall - Roman! Oh you know him, always finishing the next big deal. He made six digits last year. If I remember right, I think he said the first number was a three.

Joe - Come along way from workin' at the Mega Save.

Randall - Yes.

Joe - An' Glenn?

Randall - Still doing runs as a truck driver. Last month they gave him his own semi. He was very excited about that.

Joe - Good for him!

Randall - Hes quite huge too. Glenn has been working out non stop. I think his arms are nearly the size of yours.

Joe - Damn! I member him as just a little feller.

Randall - Yeah, I'm proud of all my kids. They've done good for themselves.

Joe - How be the wife?

Randall - Judy is good. Shes at home ya know. Trying some kinda cream or therapy to help her look younger.

(Randall leans against the counter, taking a cigar from his shirt pocket.)

Randall - Have a cigar with me.

Joe - Sure!

Randall - Don't worry, those Astons are on the house.

Joe - Thanks.

(Joe and Randall light up their cigars)

Joe - Ya know I just thought of somethin'.

Randall - What's that?

Joe - Judy, She be at home tryin' to get younger an here we be havin 'cigars. You'd think wes a tryin' to get older.

Randall - When you put it that way, it all seems kinda funny. But comedy comes from truth.

Joe - Works for me!

(Joe and Randall puff their cigars)

Randall - Yeah Glenn is really big. He could kick some serious ass.

Joe - If he be as big as you say.

(Randall drags as ash tray from the side of the cash register and sets it in front of Joe)

Randall - Look see!

Joe - Playboy ash tray.

Randall - From the sixties it is.

Joe - You've remodeled in here.

Randall - Needed a change of pace.

Joe - Speakin' of change of pace, you need ta try an Ashton.

Randall - Never! Its C.A.O or nothing. I like ol' Knoxville.

Joe - I'll admit, they be good. I just had myself one last month.

(Randall and Joe share a moment of silence before continuing their conversation)

Randall - So? The United Wrestling Alliance?

Joe - Yep.

(Randall takes a puff)

Randall - Hardcore Champion even.

(Joe takes a puff)

Joe - Born an' raised!

Randall - You know why Glenn is pumping up?

Joe - Na, why?

Randall - He wants a shot at pro wrestling.

(Joe lowers his cigar)

Joe - Really?

(Randall raises his cigar)

Joe - Perhaps I might could train with him sometime.

Randall - He will be comin' back home next month. You should come on over and talk to him then.

Joe - I'll try. Drivlane gots me runnin' all over the nation. But I promise I'll try!

Randall - Well Joe...

Joe - Well Randall...

Randall - Always good to share a cigar.

Joe - Always.

(Joe and Randall shake hands and give well wishes. Joe exits through the front door before Randall flips the sign to close. Joe and Randall give a final wave before going their separate ways. Joe strolls down dark street as Randall begins the climb up the stairs to his office. Both men, leave a bold trail of smoke as they walk)