Post by miwwfke on Mar 3, 2006 13:09:38 GMT -5
{Sweat is pouring down the waiter’s face. He has just worked a seven hour day, and has an hour left. Unfortunately for him, his last hour is always a dinner hour, a rush hour. For those of you never in the food business, dinner hour is like the rush hour of cars. Obviously, a great number of people need to eat dinner, so restaurants get more people during dinner times. Anyways, as you can see, this poor guy is moving very quickly and working very hard. His short black hair, which was originally spiked up in a good looking way in the front, now has random parts in random areas because of the affect of the sweat and gel that’s getting all mixed up in there. He is wearing a white dress shirt that’s covered with a black vest, along with a pair of black pants. The typical (nice restaurant’s) waiter. As he dodges a family that was walking the opposite way of him, this waiter goes into a large door that leads to a private dinner room. This room is simply beautiful. A soft, very soft, light jazz song is playing. The lightening of the room is almost of a gold color. The walls have a simple, yet elegant, pattern of vertical striped lines. On the wall hangs a painted picture of a French horn, a trumpet, and a flute, all of which are placed in careful positions in the picture to make it look great. And don’t forget about the table. Gold plate, gold silver wear, even a gold labeled napkin. In the middle of the table and on top of the white sheet covering the table lies a candle. The candle is, of course, lit. The waiter speaks.}
Waiter: Your meal will be out in a second, sir.
Voice: Thank you.
Waiter: Is there anything you’d like while you wait?
Voice: Maybe a glass of water, if you don’t mind. That would be all.
Waiter: Will do, sir.
{The waiter nods his head and exits the room. As he leaves the room, he shuts the door closed very softly, as to not disturb the man who is sitting in the room. That’s good service. The waiter always closes the door very softly because he knows how startling it can be to suddenly here a door slam. The waiter may have been particularly soft with the door today though due to the man who is sitting in the room. As you may have realized by the voice, the man is Ganador. The waiter wouldn’t want to scare a big wrestler, would he? As we can now see Ganador, he is wearing a sweater, not to be confused with a hoody. It’s a nice sweatshirt of a maroon color. Ganador’s pants are hidden beneath the table, but it can be assumed that he’s wearing a nice pair of pants. A piece of bread, with a bite taken out of it, lies on Ganador’s plate.}
Ganador: Recently, I haven’t been feeling too good. And I mean mentally, not physically or anything. I just can’t get over my loss at Fully Charged. Some of you may have seen my recent outburst in my hotel room where I was talking to beer cans and doing all that fun stuff. Opposite of popular belief, I was not drunk. I was just upset. Depression does strange things to people. That’s why I’m here today. I thought I’d treat myself to a little treat. A nice restaurant and even more important, just me. No friends, no family, no date, just me. There’s no one to annoy me. Well, there is that waiter, but he seems to be a good worker and shouldn’t bother me. He’ll be getting more than fifteen percent. Ah, speaking of my waiter, here he is now.
{As Ganador said, the waiter has returned to the room. This time, however, he has Ganador’s meal with him. The waiter puts the food on Ganador’s table. Ganador got a large bowl of spaghetti with meatballs. You can see the steam rising from the bowl still. Ganador thanks the waiter and the waiter exits the room yet again. Ganador fold his napkin onto his lap and puts the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand, which you may note is the correct way to hold the two (Ganador’s good manners yet again).}
Ganador: It looks delicious. Good choice to come here. I actually wanted to make fun of my house show opponent a little too by coming to this place. You see, on the upcoming second house show, I’m facing WFWF newcomer Vittorio. Apparently Vittorio’s father was a mafia boss and Vittorio is maybe a mafia boss, I’m not too sure. And the mafia is kind of Italian, I think, so I’m at an Italian restaurant. And all night do you know what I’ve been doing.
{Ganador puts his silver wear down and smacks the backside of one of his right hand to the front side of his left hand. He does this several times and lets out a laugh.}
Ganador: Italians are so fun. I’m not really nervous for my house show match, but I’m instead excited to see how this little Italian guy wrestles. He’s a newcomer, so I would doubt that he’s that good or anything. I’ll be sure to smack my hands together in the match just to annoy him. I’ll probably smack him around too. Actually, on a serious note, I’m a little upset with facing all these newcomers again. Khagan on Code Red, this guy on the house show, GaZ on a soon to come house show. Looks like I need to show the WFWF again what a superstar I really am. Well, I’ve always liked a challenge.
{Ganador then picks up his silver wear and starts eating his spaghetti. We’ll leave the man alone.}
Waiter: Your meal will be out in a second, sir.
Voice: Thank you.
Waiter: Is there anything you’d like while you wait?
Voice: Maybe a glass of water, if you don’t mind. That would be all.
Waiter: Will do, sir.
{The waiter nods his head and exits the room. As he leaves the room, he shuts the door closed very softly, as to not disturb the man who is sitting in the room. That’s good service. The waiter always closes the door very softly because he knows how startling it can be to suddenly here a door slam. The waiter may have been particularly soft with the door today though due to the man who is sitting in the room. As you may have realized by the voice, the man is Ganador. The waiter wouldn’t want to scare a big wrestler, would he? As we can now see Ganador, he is wearing a sweater, not to be confused with a hoody. It’s a nice sweatshirt of a maroon color. Ganador’s pants are hidden beneath the table, but it can be assumed that he’s wearing a nice pair of pants. A piece of bread, with a bite taken out of it, lies on Ganador’s plate.}
Ganador: Recently, I haven’t been feeling too good. And I mean mentally, not physically or anything. I just can’t get over my loss at Fully Charged. Some of you may have seen my recent outburst in my hotel room where I was talking to beer cans and doing all that fun stuff. Opposite of popular belief, I was not drunk. I was just upset. Depression does strange things to people. That’s why I’m here today. I thought I’d treat myself to a little treat. A nice restaurant and even more important, just me. No friends, no family, no date, just me. There’s no one to annoy me. Well, there is that waiter, but he seems to be a good worker and shouldn’t bother me. He’ll be getting more than fifteen percent. Ah, speaking of my waiter, here he is now.
{As Ganador said, the waiter has returned to the room. This time, however, he has Ganador’s meal with him. The waiter puts the food on Ganador’s table. Ganador got a large bowl of spaghetti with meatballs. You can see the steam rising from the bowl still. Ganador thanks the waiter and the waiter exits the room yet again. Ganador fold his napkin onto his lap and puts the knife in his right hand and the fork in his left hand, which you may note is the correct way to hold the two (Ganador’s good manners yet again).}
Ganador: It looks delicious. Good choice to come here. I actually wanted to make fun of my house show opponent a little too by coming to this place. You see, on the upcoming second house show, I’m facing WFWF newcomer Vittorio. Apparently Vittorio’s father was a mafia boss and Vittorio is maybe a mafia boss, I’m not too sure. And the mafia is kind of Italian, I think, so I’m at an Italian restaurant. And all night do you know what I’ve been doing.
{Ganador puts his silver wear down and smacks the backside of one of his right hand to the front side of his left hand. He does this several times and lets out a laugh.}
Ganador: Italians are so fun. I’m not really nervous for my house show match, but I’m instead excited to see how this little Italian guy wrestles. He’s a newcomer, so I would doubt that he’s that good or anything. I’ll be sure to smack my hands together in the match just to annoy him. I’ll probably smack him around too. Actually, on a serious note, I’m a little upset with facing all these newcomers again. Khagan on Code Red, this guy on the house show, GaZ on a soon to come house show. Looks like I need to show the WFWF again what a superstar I really am. Well, I’ve always liked a challenge.
{Ganador then picks up his silver wear and starts eating his spaghetti. We’ll leave the man alone.}
