VIP - Mr. Joe Seward

Scene Opens

The corner of 17^th street and Graham

* The crowds of people gather in front of the proverbial Cherry Lounge. The martini neon light shines on the wall of the building, compensating for the dull street lights*

*The ladies looks fine, blondes and brunettes, and a single red head. Each vixen sports a unique attire, dressed in latex, denim, and short, soft cloth. Also equipped is their ideally "fast" personalities. They know what they have got.....and their men next to them stay whipped into shaped*

*Around the corner comes A familiar man. Dressed in a flame and dragon shirt, sporting khaki pants, and the ever so present Savoy Churchill, Smokin' Joe Seward makes his way through the mass of people*

*Joe reaches the door*

Bouncer - Mr. Seward.

Joe - Evenin' Terrance.

Terrance - Do you wish to use your VIP pass?

*From his shirt pocket, Joe pulls his VIP card, proving his membership to the Cherry Lounges elite gentlemens club*

Terrance - Enjoy your stay Mr. Seward. Domestic beers are one dollar this evening.

Joe - In that case, I'll have several.

*Terrance gives a smile as he lifts the red rope*
*Joe takes a draw from his Savoy*

*Joe passes the red rope and through the front doors of the Cherry Lounge*

Terrance - Alright people, back it up a little bit! No need to be this close! I promise, you will all get in!

Once Inside

The lights are slightly dim and the music is moderately loud

People are feasting on fine ribs

While others enjoy the wine

Some dance with their partners

Others sit, trying to spot a potential partner

*Joe casually strolls up to a neon lit bar*

*The bartender....a blonde bombshell with a heart of fire and a mind full of dreams*

*Cherry Lounge patrons know her as Krystal*

Krystal - What will you have sir, shit, Joe, sorry, how are you? Damn, I'm so busy, I didn't even look to see if it was you.

*Krystal brushes her hair aside*

Joe - Naw that's fine. Ya look busy.

*Joe takes a seat on a bar stool*

Krystal - Yeah.

Joe - Ya asked how I was.

Krystal - I'm sure your good.

Joe - I am.

Krystal - That's a big cigar.

Joe - Yes indeed.

Krystal - I like it big.

Joe - I'll bet ya do.

Krystal - Speaking of big, when are you going to bring that Glenn in here again? Remember you brought him and his dad in a while back.

Joe - Yeah, Glenns dad, Randall, he be an old friend of mine. I ain't sure what they is doin' tonight.

Krystal - I gave him that beer on the house a while back. Remember?

Joe - Yeah, and you two stayed up the entire night. Whoa, ol' Randall and I could see the sparks a flyin'.

Krystal - Yeah, well they haven't flew since.

*Krystal brushes the hair from her face once again. He blonde hair flies, lighting up in the glow of the neon*

Krystal - I want to see him again.

Joe - I'll give him a buzz tomorrow. I wouldn't mind seein' my ol' buddy Randall again anyhow.

Krystal - I don't care who you bring, just bring Glenn. What will you have sir?

*A young man stands at the bar with a look of confusion on his face*

Joe - You alright son?

Young Man - Yeah, I'm okay. I'm just a little overwhelmed by the selection.

Krystal - We'll take your time honey. Hey! Take a picture! It will last you longer!

Young Man & Joe - Huh? What?

Krystal - Not you guys. The ones that walked past. People always stare at my chest. I'm more than looks ya know?

Joe - I'm sorry....I wasn't.....I was lookin'.....

*Krystal cracks a smile and lets out a snicker*

Krystal - Oh shut up! Have you decided yet?

Young Man - Well....

Joe - I'm sorry?

Krystal - Only you can get away with that?

Joe - An' Glenn.

Krystal - And Glenn! Ehhhh!

Young Man - Give me a Bud Light.

Krystal - A what?

Young Man - Bud Light?

Krystal - A what?

Young Man - Bud Light?

Krystal - Did you grow up in a small town? Always running to the grocery store to grab the Coors or the Bud? Of course you always drank light, cheap thrills huh? Of course you always drank light! Don't want to put the pounds on for football ya know?

*Joe and the young man look on in awe at Krystals rant*

Krystal - Then you have your light beer, cheap beer, and then you think because you scored the touchdown, you are going to score with a girl like me. Just because Ashley blew half the team, doesn't mean her sister will? Oh no?

*Joe and the young man are quite shocked as their jaws hang wide open*

Krystal - Cheap beer cheap thrills? FUCK! Don't drink Bud Light! Get a different taste! Grow some balls!

Joe - Do what she says son?

Krystal - Here!

*Krystal swings around*

*Her long blonde hair goes with her*

Young Man - I didn't mean......

*Joe raises his hand to silence the young man as he takes a draw from his Savoy*

Joe - It be no use now....just let her do her thing.

*Krystal whips back around with an open bottle of Canadian Pilsner known as LaBatt Blue*

Krystal - This will change your taste.

Young Man - Okay....

Krystal - I know it's an import, but I'll give to ya for a dollar anyway. Fair?

Young Man - Yeah.

Joe - Well, take a sip now!

*The young man takes a sip of his first real beer*

Young Man - It's awesome!

*Krystal throws her hands up*

Krystal - Another lost soul converted!

*From out of nowhere, comes Glenn Reese. Dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans, Glenn teases Krystal*

Glenn - I'll take a Bud Light please! Hey Joe!

Joe - Hey!

*Krystal looks a Glenn with a playful glare*

Krystal - Rolling Rock coming right up. And it will be a minute Mr. Glenn, I dont call Krystal....EVER, Reese! I have to run up stairs and get more quarters for this register.

Glenn - I'm in no hurry for the brew? And, I am going to make it up to you. I promise!

Krystal - Well you better. And, just so you know, your bald head is reflecting the neon lights.

*Glenn rubs his head*

Glenn - Thanks......I promise I'll make it up to ya!

*Krystal takes off for the upstairs as Glenn takes a seat next to Joe*

Joe - Well, what a surprise.

Glenn - I just got back into town this afternoon. Was on a long haul from Missouri.

Joe - I see. What is your pop up ta tonight?

Glenn - He was on his way to bed. I told him I was coming down here for a few drinks, but he still wanted to go to bed early.

Joe - I'll have ta give him a buzz tomorrow.

Glenn - So are you ready for Rampage?

Joe - Oh yeah! I'm real excited ta face Rilo again. Him and I have locked it up time and time again in hardcore rules. I gotta tell ya Glenn, I gots lots of respect for Rilo. He truly be a UWA Hardcore Legend.

Glenn - I see Gorgon is back and after you belt as well.

*Joe takes a draw from his Savoy*

Joe - Yeah the Australian wonder! I think he be one of those guys that people underestimate. Ya see, a guy like Gorgon can do a lot of damage if ya dont keep an eye on him. I assure ya Glenn, ol Joe will be a watchin' Gorgon on Thursday night. As far as Vixon Burs goes, heck I don't know him. But that don't mean I don't respect him. I gotta respect everybody who come after the UWA Hardcore Title. If I respect them, I won't miscalculate their talent. Ya see what I mean ol' friend.

Glenn - I'm sure do and I'm sure you will be fine in there on Thursday night.

*Suddenly, Krystal appears from behind the bar, with several rolls of quarters and a bottle of Rolling Rock. Krystal sets the Rolling Rock on the counter.*

Krystal - Domestic beers are one dollar this evening Glenn.

Glenn - You got it!

Joe - No I got it!

*Joe sets a dollar on the counter*

Krystal - I get off at eleven. Don't drink too much without me.

Glenn - I won't.

Krystal - Good. Joe what do you want?

Joe - I'll have what Glenn is having.

Krystal - Another Rolling Rock on the way.

And the cigar smoke rose, while the alcohol ran

The profound thoughts came out

From the young man enjoying his new found pilsner

While Joe talks of hardcore dreams

Krystal will see those sparks fly once again