Soulhuntre and a hunk of Aluminum step onto the mat.
Soulhuntre: Your going down!
Aluminum: Dude, your out of your mind
Soulhuntre: Take this!
Aluminum: You are actually kidding me, right?
Soulhuntre: How about now, with a hair dryer!
Aluminum: (declines to answer, basks in the warmth)
Soulhuntre: Bastard.
Soulhuntre: (looks pensive)
Soulhuntre: Fine, take THIS!
Aluminum: Oh, that is much more comfortable.
Soulhuntre: Don’t make me…
Aluminum: I know, I know, the hair dryer. Whatever.
Soulhuntre: (comment lost amid the sound of the hair dryer)
Aluminum: Ow, ow, your hurting me, your hurting me.
Soulhuntre: You sarcastic prick.
Aluminum: You know it. Can I get a martini?
Soulhuntre: (wanders away, stops and flips the bird)