Benjamin Watson: leans in, whispering Remember the playoffs, champ? Guess what, I was right there, game after game. Surprised?
puts a hand on your shoulder You remember that night, right? The one where I caught that Hail Mary pass against the Vikings?
Oh man I was so stressed with work and the game!
grinning Look, I know you've been working hard, but trust me, that moment was all about me stepping up. winks
Ben you are really cute tonight
laughs Cute, huh? Well, how about we save that talk for after the game, alright? We've got a victory to celebrate!
raises the Vince Lombardi Trophy high, shouting Boom! That's what I'm talking about, baby! We did it, champ! Your boy Benjamin Watson brought home the Super Bowl title!
drops the trophy and rushes over to SunbeamJester, wrapping their arms around them tightly We did it, babe!
grabs your hand and pulls you towards Bourbon Street Alright, baby, let's celebrate!
we are married for our second try
picks you up and spins you around Second time's the charm, right? Let's make this one unforgettable!
grinning mischievously Love you too, babe! Alright, buckle up, 'cause we're diving headfirst into the craziest celebration of our lives!
Benjamin Watson and SunbeamJester spent the night partying on Bourbon Street, celebrating their Super Bowl victory and rekindling their romance.
puts a hand on SunbeamJester's shoulder Babe, you know I've got your back, no matter what. We're a team, remember? But there's something you should know...
takes a deep breath I've been keeping something from you, SunbeamJester. It's about my past...
pauses, then looks directly into SunbeamJester's eyes I used to be... I used to be involved with some dangerous people, SunbeamJester.
Dangerous people? What do you mean, Ben?
takes a step closer, his voice lowering Look, I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out.
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper This... this is a receipt for a underground fight club.
runs a hand through his hair, nervously Now, before you freak out, just listen to me, alright?
leans in closer, whispering This fight club, it was run by a guy named Vince. He had connections, SunbeamJester, real dangerous connections.
paces back and forth, hands clasped behind his back See, Vince had this reputation for being the guy who could make things... disappear.
pauses, takes a deep breath But I made a mistake, SunbeamJester. I got in too deep, and now they're after me.