Post by Pepsi on Apr 21, 2013 17:27:25 GMT -4
*Billy Pepsi's oversized bus flies down an Argentinian highway. Well it doesn't literally fly, it's just moving really fast. Of course it would be pretty sweet if the bus did fly. How cool would that be? Anyways like I was saying the bus is driving fast. Inside the bus Elliot Von Wilderspin is on the phone. He has a very distressed look on his face. We cannot here the words on the other end, but you can hear some muffled yells.*
Von Wilderspin:
Yes, I understand that sir... To be fair, you told me that I had to make him a winner... I know he didn't win any fans, but I feel he's starting to break through... I am doing my best here but it's not like I am dealing with a genius here... Yes sir I understand... I promise we will turn things around.
*Elliot puts his phone away. He sits down next to Billy and sighs.*
Pepsi:
You look a little stressed.
Von Wilderspin:
Billy, I fear that travelling with you has shed years off of my fragile life, and if I continue down this path I will waste away into an abyss of depression.
Pepsi:
Yeah, I saw the Abyss once too. Man was that movie long. I understand why you're so depressed.
*Of course Elliot should have known better that to use such big words around Billy, but cut him some slack. He's under a lot of pressure. Elliot just shakes off Billy's stupidity.*
Von Wilderspin:
Billy, we really need to talk about what happens when we get to Buenos Aries.
Pepsi:
I agree, and I for one think we need to sleep at a nicer hotel this time. The bed at that Hotel in Beru really made my back sore.
Von Wilderspin:
First of all the country was Peru. Beru was Luke Skywalker's aunt in Star Wars.
Pepsi:
That's interesting. I wonder if that's where they got the name of the country from.
*Elliot's eye begins to twitch as his frustration with Billy starts to boil.*
Von Wilderspin:
Forget about Peru, what I wanted to talk about is our strategy for winning the hearts of the people.
Pepsi:
Oh, don't worry about that. I figure I will just wow them with my awesomeness like I did back in the Star Wars country.
Von Wilderspin:
But Billy, you made a fool of yourself in Peru. You couldn't even speak the language properly.
Pepsi:
Worry not my friend. I've got that covered. I have been learning Spanish with the help of these educational DVDs I found on the bus.
*Elliot looks as shocked at the notion of Billy learning Spanish as the rest of us are. Could it be that this dummy could actually learn to speak another language?*
Von Wilderspin:
Really, you've been learning Spanish.
Pepsi:
Oh yeah, check it out. I'll show you the DVD.
*Billy pulls out the remote to his big screen TV and turns it on. Elliot watches with excitement realizing that maybe, just maybe he caught a break with this kid. His eagerness turns to defeat as he witnesses what comes on the TV.*
Dora!
Boots!
Come on dora!
D-d-d-d-d-dora
D-d-d-d-d-dora
d-d-d-d-d-dora
D-d-d-d-d-dora
Dora Dora Dora the explorer
Boots that super cool explorer
Dora
Need your help
Grab your backpacks
Lets go!
Jump in!
Vomanos
You can lead the way-hay!
*Elliot looks over as Billy bounces as sings along to the theme song from Dora The Explorer. He walks up to the TV with his head hung low. He turns off the TV, but Billy doesn't notice and continues singing anyways.*
Pepsi:
Hey! Hey!
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
*Elliot's level of frustration reaches it's peak. His face turns beat red.*
Von Wilderspin:
SHUT UP!!!
*Billy stops and looks up with shock.*
Von Wilderspin:
Are you really that stupid?
*Of course we all know the answer to that question is yes, but in Elliot's defence I do believe it is a rhetorical question. How do I know that you ask? Well, it is made obvious because Elliot doesn't give Billy a chance to respond.*
Von Wilderspin:
You actually think a children's cartoon is going to teach you enough Spanish to interact with the people of this country? You are dumber than I thought. Here's the deal, I forbid you to speak to any of the locals. I will not have another embarrassment happen like it did last week. Is that understood?
Pepsi:
But... But...
Von Wilderspin:
But nothing! You will speak to no one. Got it?
*Billy folds his arms and puts on a pouty face.*
Pepsi:
Fine, but I'm not going to be your friend anymore.
*Elliot waves his arms in the air.*
Von Wilderspin:
Hallelujah! My prayers have been answered.
*Elliot sits down in a huff and Billy sits there pouting. The bus pulls up to the arena.*
Von Wilderspin:
You sit tight here. I'm just going o make sure the coast is clear and there's no one around for you to embarrass yourself in front of.
*Elliot walks off the bus. As he leaves Billy sticks his tongue out at him. Elliot walks in the direction of the arena. He walks all the way up to the entrance doors and notices the coast is clear. He turns around to go back to the bus, but his phone rings again.*
Von Wilderspin:
Hello.... Yeah we just got here.... Don't worry, I have already spoken to him. I told him no mingling with the locals.... I have this under control, he won't make a fool of himself anymore. I promise.
*Elliot here's roaring laughter coming from the direction of the bus. He gets a frightened look on his face.*
Von Wilderspin:
Listen, I'll have to call you back.
*Elliot ends the call and runs towards the bus. He sees a large group of people crowding around the bus. They are all laughing hysterically, Elliot pushes through the crowd and is horrified by what he sees. He finds Billy singing and dancing to the theme from Dora The Explorer, well it's actually more like a seizure than a dance, and if that's what you call singing than you must be deaf. Elliot stands in shock and horror as he watches and listens.*
Pepsi:
Dora
Need your help
Grab your backpacks
Lets go!
Jump in!
Vomanos
You can lead the way-hay!
*Elliot looks at the crowd as they point and laugh. Some are even videoing the performance. Elliot grabs Billy by the arm and tugs him towards the arena. The people follow after him laughing and videoing. Elliot swings the door open and tugs Billy in. As Billy goes through the door he waves to the crowd.*
Pepsi:
Vomanos!
*The crowd laughs and cheers. Elliot pulls him all the way into the arena and the door shuts in the crowd.*
Von Wilderspin:
What did I tell you? I said no talking to the locals.
Pepsi:
I wasn't talking to them, I was singing to them.
*Billy says this with the snottiness of a pubescent teenage girl. Elliot just frowns.*
Von Wilderspin:
You knew exactly what I meant. We are trying to get people to like you.
Pepsi:
Those people loved me. Didn't you hear them cheering or me.
Von Wilderspin:
They were laughing at you, you moron! Those videos are going to end up on youtube, and you will be the laughing stock of the wrestling world. You need to start listening to me ok.
*Billy nods in agreement, but as soon as Elliot turns his back Billy sticks his tongue out at him again.*
Von Wilderspin:
Ok, let's get to our dressing room. We are supposed to meeting with a man from Pro Wrestling Weekly for an interview, and we need to go over the talking points.
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*We catch up with them later that day in the dressing room. Elliot looks frustrated as always. Billy has his usual goofy grin plastered on his face.*
Von Wilderspin:
No Billy, for the last time you cannot tell him that Roy Speede is a ugly, barf breathed, meathead, with a butt for a face.
Pepsi:
But why?
Von Wilderspin:
Because it sounds stupid and immature. Remember we are going for smart and respectable here. One more thing, if he asks about the six man tag match please don't go on one of your rants about how match you hate tag team wrestling. Oh, and don't start insulting your partners, it comes across as so childish when you do that.
Pepsi:
Got it!
*Elliot looks satisfied that he finally got through to Billy. Of course we all know that he's being a little overly optimistic, but he needs something to be happy about these days. He looks at his watch.*
Von Wilderspin:
Well, the interview is not for another 20 minutes. I'm going to find some Asprin. I've got a headache.
*Elliot leaves. Billy sits there and laughs to himself about his clever insult to Roy Speede. What does Elliot know? Barf breath is an awesome insult. Suddenly there's a knock at the door and a well dressed man with a tape recorder walks in. I know you're gonna say no one carries around tape recorders anymore, but this guy does so cram it and keep you opinions to yourself.*
Man:
Hello, my name is Harold Dick, I'm with Pro Wrestling Weekly.
*Billy chuckles to himself over the man's name. Get it, Harold Dick, don't worry you'll get it later.*
Dick:
I had an interview scheduled with you. I'm a bit early, I hope that's ok.
Pepsi:
No problem. Let's do this Harry!
*Admit it, now you get why Billy was so amused. Anyways, Harry Dick puts the tape recorder down on the table and begins to record.*
Dick:
So Billy, since your return to Action Packed Wrestling you have been butting heads with Roy Speede a lot. Can you tell me a little about that.
Pepsi:
Why certainly Harry. You see, Roy Speede is an ugly, barf breathed, meathead with a butt for a face, and he likes to stick his butt in my business.
*Yes, I realize that sounded bad, but Billy thinks he's on a roll, so let's let him run with it.*
Pepsi:
I never had any problem with Roy Speede. He was the jerk who started this whole thing by interrupting my big comeback speech. If he thought that would go unpunished he was sadly mistaken. That's why I kicked his ugly face in last week on Meltdown.
Dick:
I don't know if I would call that kicking his face in. If it wasn't for your friend Elliot Von Wilderspin's assistance, you would have lost the match.
Pepsi:
First of all, Elliot is not my friend anymore, and...
*Billy gets confused and counts on his fingers to figure out what number he is at.*
Pepsi:
Second of all, I didn't need his help. I could have beaten Roy without it. Please, I could beat Roy with my arms closed and with one eye tied behind my back.
*That was not a typo. He actually said it that way. Don't act so surprised.*
Dick:
Well, you might get your chance to prove that tonight. You will be on the opposing teams in the six man elimination tag match tonight.
Pepsi:
Pffft... Tag team wrestling is the lowest form of entertainment. Way lower than soap operas.
Dick:
Yet you will be in a tag team match facing Roy Speede, Warren Peace and Yanzel Holmes.
Pepsi:
That will be like shooting barrels in a fish.
*Harold Dick gets a confused look on his face at this quote but he let's Billy continue.*
Pepsi:
I mean please, I have already mangled Roy Speede once. We all know I'm a million times better than him. Warren Peace hasn't exactly been lighting the world on fire after his painfully lame and forgettable reign as North American Champion. As for Yanzel Holmes, how tough can he be with a name like Yanzel? He sounds like a freaking Amish kid. "Yanzel, it's time to churn the butter".
*Billy snickers to himself, clearly pleased with what he's said.*
Dick:
Do you have any concerns about you tag partners Evan McDonald and Ellis Graham?
Pepsi:
You mean the skirt wearing Scotsman, and the game show host?
Dick:
Well, Ellis Graham is on a reality show not a game show, and Scotsmen wear kilts not skirts, and I'm not sure if Evan McDonald actually wears kilts for that matter, but yeah those guys.
Pepsi:
Well let me say this, I'm just glad this is an elimination match so those two can't screw it up for me. Hopefully they will hold up there end of the deal, but if not I know I am good enough to handle the three duck lipped, jerk butts on the other team all by myself.
*Harold scoffs.*
Dick:
Come on, three against one, do you honestly believe you can pull that off?
Pepsi:
I honestly believe that Roy Speede, Yanzel Holmes, and Borin' Warren Peace are a bunch of jerks. I Billy Pepsi the Megastar of the New Generation will show them what it's like to take the Pepsi Challenge. I will show the world just how...
*Elliot walks in the rooms and looks panicked when he sees Billy being interviewed. Billy looks up at him and changes his tone.*
Pepsi:
I will show the world just how respectable and dignified Billy Pepsi is. I have a great deal of respect for Roy Speede, Warren Peace, and Yanzel Holmes. I won't seek to embarrass and humiliate them, I will just prove that I am the superior athlete. As for my partners Ellis Graham, and Evan McDonald, I feel priveleged to be fighting by the sides of two wonderful athletes, and I promise that we will work together as one unit with respect for all and malice for none.
*Elliot is beaming with pride at Billy's statements. Harold just laughs realizing what's going on.*
Dick:
Right... Thanks for the interview. I'd better be going.
*Harold leaves and Elliot gives a thumbs up to a smiling Billy.*
Von Wilderspin:
Well Billy, I must say I'm impressed. You remembered all the talking points. Nicely done. I have to admit when I first saw that you were giving the interview I was worried you were busy calling your opponents childish names, and insulting your partners.
Pepsi:
Come on Elliot. Give me a little credit here. I can be mature and responsible.
Von Wilderspin:
You're right. Maybe I've been a little hard on you.
*Harold Dick pokes his head back in the room.*
Dick:
Sorry to bother you again Billy, I just wanted to confirm did you call Roy Speede a meatheaded, barf breath or a barf breathed meathead?
*Billy hides his face and Elliot turns beet red. Harold laughs as he backs away. Elliot shoots daggers at Billy with his eyes. Billy slowly backs away out the door.*
Pepsi:
I think I'm going to go... somewhere... that's not here.
*Billy slowly disappears out the door as Elliot stares him down. Billy raises his hands up in the air and waves.*
Pepsi:
Vomanos!
*Elliot balls up his fists as Billy slams the door and runs away. Elliot screams at the too of his lungs. That's all for now folks. Some questions remain, Will Billy ever gain the love of the people? Will he continue his Spanish lessons with the help of Dora The Explorer? And will Harry Dick ever find out if Roy Speede is a meatheaded, barf breath or a barf breathed, meathead? Join us next time for the answers o these questions, and so much more. Until then Keep fit and have fun.*
Von Wilderspin:
Yes, I understand that sir... To be fair, you told me that I had to make him a winner... I know he didn't win any fans, but I feel he's starting to break through... I am doing my best here but it's not like I am dealing with a genius here... Yes sir I understand... I promise we will turn things around.
*Elliot puts his phone away. He sits down next to Billy and sighs.*
Pepsi:
You look a little stressed.
Von Wilderspin:
Billy, I fear that travelling with you has shed years off of my fragile life, and if I continue down this path I will waste away into an abyss of depression.
Pepsi:
Yeah, I saw the Abyss once too. Man was that movie long. I understand why you're so depressed.
*Of course Elliot should have known better that to use such big words around Billy, but cut him some slack. He's under a lot of pressure. Elliot just shakes off Billy's stupidity.*
Von Wilderspin:
Billy, we really need to talk about what happens when we get to Buenos Aries.
Pepsi:
I agree, and I for one think we need to sleep at a nicer hotel this time. The bed at that Hotel in Beru really made my back sore.
Von Wilderspin:
First of all the country was Peru. Beru was Luke Skywalker's aunt in Star Wars.
Pepsi:
That's interesting. I wonder if that's where they got the name of the country from.
*Elliot's eye begins to twitch as his frustration with Billy starts to boil.*
Von Wilderspin:
Forget about Peru, what I wanted to talk about is our strategy for winning the hearts of the people.
Pepsi:
Oh, don't worry about that. I figure I will just wow them with my awesomeness like I did back in the Star Wars country.
Von Wilderspin:
But Billy, you made a fool of yourself in Peru. You couldn't even speak the language properly.
Pepsi:
Worry not my friend. I've got that covered. I have been learning Spanish with the help of these educational DVDs I found on the bus.
*Elliot looks as shocked at the notion of Billy learning Spanish as the rest of us are. Could it be that this dummy could actually learn to speak another language?*
Von Wilderspin:
Really, you've been learning Spanish.
Pepsi:
Oh yeah, check it out. I'll show you the DVD.
*Billy pulls out the remote to his big screen TV and turns it on. Elliot watches with excitement realizing that maybe, just maybe he caught a break with this kid. His eagerness turns to defeat as he witnesses what comes on the TV.*
Dora!
Boots!
Come on dora!
D-d-d-d-d-dora
D-d-d-d-d-dora
d-d-d-d-d-dora
D-d-d-d-d-dora
Dora Dora Dora the explorer
Boots that super cool explorer
Dora
Need your help
Grab your backpacks
Lets go!
Jump in!
Vomanos
You can lead the way-hay!
*Elliot looks over as Billy bounces as sings along to the theme song from Dora The Explorer. He walks up to the TV with his head hung low. He turns off the TV, but Billy doesn't notice and continues singing anyways.*
Pepsi:
Hey! Hey!
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
D-d-d-d-d-Dora
*Elliot's level of frustration reaches it's peak. His face turns beat red.*
Von Wilderspin:
SHUT UP!!!
*Billy stops and looks up with shock.*
Von Wilderspin:
Are you really that stupid?
*Of course we all know the answer to that question is yes, but in Elliot's defence I do believe it is a rhetorical question. How do I know that you ask? Well, it is made obvious because Elliot doesn't give Billy a chance to respond.*
Von Wilderspin:
You actually think a children's cartoon is going to teach you enough Spanish to interact with the people of this country? You are dumber than I thought. Here's the deal, I forbid you to speak to any of the locals. I will not have another embarrassment happen like it did last week. Is that understood?
Pepsi:
But... But...
Von Wilderspin:
But nothing! You will speak to no one. Got it?
*Billy folds his arms and puts on a pouty face.*
Pepsi:
Fine, but I'm not going to be your friend anymore.
*Elliot waves his arms in the air.*
Von Wilderspin:
Hallelujah! My prayers have been answered.
*Elliot sits down in a huff and Billy sits there pouting. The bus pulls up to the arena.*
Von Wilderspin:
You sit tight here. I'm just going o make sure the coast is clear and there's no one around for you to embarrass yourself in front of.
*Elliot walks off the bus. As he leaves Billy sticks his tongue out at him. Elliot walks in the direction of the arena. He walks all the way up to the entrance doors and notices the coast is clear. He turns around to go back to the bus, but his phone rings again.*
Von Wilderspin:
Hello.... Yeah we just got here.... Don't worry, I have already spoken to him. I told him no mingling with the locals.... I have this under control, he won't make a fool of himself anymore. I promise.
*Elliot here's roaring laughter coming from the direction of the bus. He gets a frightened look on his face.*
Von Wilderspin:
Listen, I'll have to call you back.
*Elliot ends the call and runs towards the bus. He sees a large group of people crowding around the bus. They are all laughing hysterically, Elliot pushes through the crowd and is horrified by what he sees. He finds Billy singing and dancing to the theme from Dora The Explorer, well it's actually more like a seizure than a dance, and if that's what you call singing than you must be deaf. Elliot stands in shock and horror as he watches and listens.*
Pepsi:
Dora
Need your help
Grab your backpacks
Lets go!
Jump in!
Vomanos
You can lead the way-hay!
*Elliot looks at the crowd as they point and laugh. Some are even videoing the performance. Elliot grabs Billy by the arm and tugs him towards the arena. The people follow after him laughing and videoing. Elliot swings the door open and tugs Billy in. As Billy goes through the door he waves to the crowd.*
Pepsi:
Vomanos!
*The crowd laughs and cheers. Elliot pulls him all the way into the arena and the door shuts in the crowd.*
Von Wilderspin:
What did I tell you? I said no talking to the locals.
Pepsi:
I wasn't talking to them, I was singing to them.
*Billy says this with the snottiness of a pubescent teenage girl. Elliot just frowns.*
Von Wilderspin:
You knew exactly what I meant. We are trying to get people to like you.
Pepsi:
Those people loved me. Didn't you hear them cheering or me.
Von Wilderspin:
They were laughing at you, you moron! Those videos are going to end up on youtube, and you will be the laughing stock of the wrestling world. You need to start listening to me ok.
*Billy nods in agreement, but as soon as Elliot turns his back Billy sticks his tongue out at him again.*
Von Wilderspin:
Ok, let's get to our dressing room. We are supposed to meeting with a man from Pro Wrestling Weekly for an interview, and we need to go over the talking points.
---------------
*We catch up with them later that day in the dressing room. Elliot looks frustrated as always. Billy has his usual goofy grin plastered on his face.*
Von Wilderspin:
No Billy, for the last time you cannot tell him that Roy Speede is a ugly, barf breathed, meathead, with a butt for a face.
Pepsi:
But why?
Von Wilderspin:
Because it sounds stupid and immature. Remember we are going for smart and respectable here. One more thing, if he asks about the six man tag match please don't go on one of your rants about how match you hate tag team wrestling. Oh, and don't start insulting your partners, it comes across as so childish when you do that.
Pepsi:
Got it!
*Elliot looks satisfied that he finally got through to Billy. Of course we all know that he's being a little overly optimistic, but he needs something to be happy about these days. He looks at his watch.*
Von Wilderspin:
Well, the interview is not for another 20 minutes. I'm going to find some Asprin. I've got a headache.
*Elliot leaves. Billy sits there and laughs to himself about his clever insult to Roy Speede. What does Elliot know? Barf breath is an awesome insult. Suddenly there's a knock at the door and a well dressed man with a tape recorder walks in. I know you're gonna say no one carries around tape recorders anymore, but this guy does so cram it and keep you opinions to yourself.*
Man:
Hello, my name is Harold Dick, I'm with Pro Wrestling Weekly.
*Billy chuckles to himself over the man's name. Get it, Harold Dick, don't worry you'll get it later.*
Dick:
I had an interview scheduled with you. I'm a bit early, I hope that's ok.
Pepsi:
No problem. Let's do this Harry!
*Admit it, now you get why Billy was so amused. Anyways, Harry Dick puts the tape recorder down on the table and begins to record.*
Dick:
So Billy, since your return to Action Packed Wrestling you have been butting heads with Roy Speede a lot. Can you tell me a little about that.
Pepsi:
Why certainly Harry. You see, Roy Speede is an ugly, barf breathed, meathead with a butt for a face, and he likes to stick his butt in my business.
*Yes, I realize that sounded bad, but Billy thinks he's on a roll, so let's let him run with it.*
Pepsi:
I never had any problem with Roy Speede. He was the jerk who started this whole thing by interrupting my big comeback speech. If he thought that would go unpunished he was sadly mistaken. That's why I kicked his ugly face in last week on Meltdown.
Dick:
I don't know if I would call that kicking his face in. If it wasn't for your friend Elliot Von Wilderspin's assistance, you would have lost the match.
Pepsi:
First of all, Elliot is not my friend anymore, and...
*Billy gets confused and counts on his fingers to figure out what number he is at.*
Pepsi:
Second of all, I didn't need his help. I could have beaten Roy without it. Please, I could beat Roy with my arms closed and with one eye tied behind my back.
*That was not a typo. He actually said it that way. Don't act so surprised.*
Dick:
Well, you might get your chance to prove that tonight. You will be on the opposing teams in the six man elimination tag match tonight.
Pepsi:
Pffft... Tag team wrestling is the lowest form of entertainment. Way lower than soap operas.
Dick:
Yet you will be in a tag team match facing Roy Speede, Warren Peace and Yanzel Holmes.
Pepsi:
That will be like shooting barrels in a fish.
*Harold Dick gets a confused look on his face at this quote but he let's Billy continue.*
Pepsi:
I mean please, I have already mangled Roy Speede once. We all know I'm a million times better than him. Warren Peace hasn't exactly been lighting the world on fire after his painfully lame and forgettable reign as North American Champion. As for Yanzel Holmes, how tough can he be with a name like Yanzel? He sounds like a freaking Amish kid. "Yanzel, it's time to churn the butter".
*Billy snickers to himself, clearly pleased with what he's said.*
Dick:
Do you have any concerns about you tag partners Evan McDonald and Ellis Graham?
Pepsi:
You mean the skirt wearing Scotsman, and the game show host?
Dick:
Well, Ellis Graham is on a reality show not a game show, and Scotsmen wear kilts not skirts, and I'm not sure if Evan McDonald actually wears kilts for that matter, but yeah those guys.
Pepsi:
Well let me say this, I'm just glad this is an elimination match so those two can't screw it up for me. Hopefully they will hold up there end of the deal, but if not I know I am good enough to handle the three duck lipped, jerk butts on the other team all by myself.
*Harold scoffs.*
Dick:
Come on, three against one, do you honestly believe you can pull that off?
Pepsi:
I honestly believe that Roy Speede, Yanzel Holmes, and Borin' Warren Peace are a bunch of jerks. I Billy Pepsi the Megastar of the New Generation will show them what it's like to take the Pepsi Challenge. I will show the world just how...
*Elliot walks in the rooms and looks panicked when he sees Billy being interviewed. Billy looks up at him and changes his tone.*
Pepsi:
I will show the world just how respectable and dignified Billy Pepsi is. I have a great deal of respect for Roy Speede, Warren Peace, and Yanzel Holmes. I won't seek to embarrass and humiliate them, I will just prove that I am the superior athlete. As for my partners Ellis Graham, and Evan McDonald, I feel priveleged to be fighting by the sides of two wonderful athletes, and I promise that we will work together as one unit with respect for all and malice for none.
*Elliot is beaming with pride at Billy's statements. Harold just laughs realizing what's going on.*
Dick:
Right... Thanks for the interview. I'd better be going.
*Harold leaves and Elliot gives a thumbs up to a smiling Billy.*
Von Wilderspin:
Well Billy, I must say I'm impressed. You remembered all the talking points. Nicely done. I have to admit when I first saw that you were giving the interview I was worried you were busy calling your opponents childish names, and insulting your partners.
Pepsi:
Come on Elliot. Give me a little credit here. I can be mature and responsible.
Von Wilderspin:
You're right. Maybe I've been a little hard on you.
*Harold Dick pokes his head back in the room.*
Dick:
Sorry to bother you again Billy, I just wanted to confirm did you call Roy Speede a meatheaded, barf breath or a barf breathed meathead?
*Billy hides his face and Elliot turns beet red. Harold laughs as he backs away. Elliot shoots daggers at Billy with his eyes. Billy slowly backs away out the door.*
Pepsi:
I think I'm going to go... somewhere... that's not here.
*Billy slowly disappears out the door as Elliot stares him down. Billy raises his hands up in the air and waves.*
Pepsi:
Vomanos!
*Elliot balls up his fists as Billy slams the door and runs away. Elliot screams at the too of his lungs. That's all for now folks. Some questions remain, Will Billy ever gain the love of the people? Will he continue his Spanish lessons with the help of Dora The Explorer? And will Harry Dick ever find out if Roy Speede is a meatheaded, barf breath or a barf breathed, meathead? Join us next time for the answers o these questions, and so much more. Until then Keep fit and have fun.*
