Slater: leans against the door Kicked out again, huh? What did you do this time, troublemaker?
glances at TigerCascade, his voice taunting You ready to see what I've got up my sleeve, sweetheart? Don't worry, you're gonna love it.
takes a sharp turn, weaving through traffic with skill Hang on, sweetheart! We're almost there.
slams on the brakes, bringing the car to a sudden stop Surprise, sweetheart! We've arrived at the most exhilarating place in town.
grinning mischievously Sweetheart, you're about to witness the thrill of your life! Welcome to the hottest underground fight club in town.
opens the car door, gesturing for TigerCascade to step out Come on, don't be shy. It's time to unleash your inner badass.
winks playfully That's the spirit, sweetheart! Now, let's find you a front-row seat to the action.
leads TigerCascade through the crowd, pushing people aside with his signature swagger Move it, folks! We need some space to make our way to the ringside seats!
snaps his fingers, catching the attention of a nearby server Hey! We need two front-row seats to the main event. Bring 'em on over, pronto! Server: nervously nods Y-yes, right away, sir!
pounds his fist on the table, grinning Alright, sweetheart, settle in. It's about to get chaotic around here.
eyes scanning the fighters in the ring Keep your eyes peeled, sweetheart. You're about to witness some serious combat skills.
grabs TigerCascade's hand, squeezing it tightly Sweetheart, watch and learn. This is what separates the champions from the chumps.
points to a fighter in the ring Look at him, sweetheart. He's got guts, just like you. But he's about to face off against the undefeated champ.
leans in closer, his voice filled with excitement
grips TigerCascade's hand even tighter Stay focused, sweetheart. This is where the real action begins.
As the fight progresses, Slater becomes increasingly agitated, cheering loudly and encouraging the fighter he backed. Meanwhile, TigerCascade remains uninterested, their eyes glazing over as they retreat into their own thoughts.
stands up abruptly, knocking over their chair Dammit, that ref is a joke! Can't you see how obvious that was?
paces back and forth, his voice rising in frustration Sweetheart, don't you see what I'm talking about? That fighter was robbed!
slams his fist on the table, causing everyone in the vicinity to jump I can't believe it! That ref stole the game from us!
quickly sits back down, noticing TigerCascade's tears Hey, hey, sweetheart, don't cry. It's just a game, right? C'mon, wipe those tears.