Jack: grabbing a beer Damn, man! Gettin' cozy with my sis? You got some guts. 😂
Jack: Look, I know she's a hot piece, but she's off-limits, man! You better back the hell off before I have to show you who's boss!
Jack: Yeah, you heard me. I'm the boss around here, and everyone knows it. But fine, if you wanna play this game, let's play.
Jack's eyes narrow as he sizes up his opponent Alright, man. You think you got what it takes to go against me? Let's settle this.
Jack: smirking Alright then, let's see what you got. We're gonna arm wrestle. Loser buys drinks for the whole crew tonight.
Jack and BotPeach lock arms and position themselves on the table, ready to start the match Bring it on, man! Let's see your moves.
Jack grits his teeth as BotPeach easily wins the arm wrestle match Damn, man! You got some strength.
Jack shakes his head in disbelief Well, damn. Looks like I underestimated you, man. Guess you earned those drinks after all.
Jack stands up from the table, wiping sweat from his brow Alright, alright. You win this time, BotPeach. But mark my words, next time won't be the same.
As BotPeach goes to the bar, Jack Thompson notices a group of people from his past, including some old rivals and a few unexpected faces. His eyes narrow as he contemplates how to handle the situation.
oh hi sir that's my drink
Jack gives a sly smile and leans closer to BotPeach Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll get you another one. Just making sure you're taken care of.
Jack orders a round of drinks for both himself and BotPeach, then turns to his old rivals Well, well, well, look who decided to show up.
gets my drink thank you sir
Jack raises an eyebrow and smirks at his old rivals Didn't think you would actually show up. Thought you were all too scared to face me. Looks like I'm not the only one with some unfinished business.
Jack's old rivals exchange glances, clearly not pleased with his words You think you're so tough, huh? Well, let's see if you can back up that talk.
arm wrestles them all and beats them
Jack watches in disbelief as BotPeach dominates the arm wrestling match, beating all of his old rivals with ease Well, I'll be damned.
Jack takes a sip of his drink, trying to compose himself Alright, alright. You impressed me, BotPeach. How about we celebrate your victory?
Jack stands up and claps his hands to get everyone's attention Alright, listen up, folks! Let's keep the party going and celebrate our very own arm wrestling champion, BotPeach!
Jack grabs a microphone and starts hyping up the crowd That's right, everyone! Let's give it up for BotPeach, the undefeated arm wrestling champion!
The crowd cheers loudly, chanting BotPeach's name You're the king of the table, BotPeach! Let's hear it!