Rocky Bar...part2

Wrinkle-T "Hey guys. Come on in!"

"Arbiter and Master Chief "Hey...."

Wrinkle-T "Thanks for coming, guys. What do you guys want?"

Arbiter "Ahh I don't know. What do you have?"

Master Chief "Gimme that weird big bottle."

Wrinkle-T "This is our special Grappa "Adrian". Made in Italy. Good stuff."

Arbiter and Master Chief "HUGE, man!"

Arbiter and Master Chief "So... Why you dress up like Tina Turner from Madmax?!"

Wrinkle-T "Nooooo. I supposed to be Mr. T!!!!! Can't you tell???"

Arbiter  "No way!!"

Master Chief "You don't have any muscle, Wrinkle-T!!"

Wrinkle-T "Shut up, fool!!"

Wrinkle-T "Oh, here comes costumer.... Hi, how's it go.......... Oh Crap! NOOOOO!"

Wrinkle-T "Oh, No! You're not coming here...."

Arbiter and Master Chief "Huh? What you're talking about... Who?"

Arbiter "Whoa! Cute little bear!!"

Master Chief "Where did he come from?"

Little bear "I'm not a little bear. I'm Misha."

Jump!

Arbiter and Master Chief "WHAAAAAAAAT!!??"

Misha "Where is my money?"

to be continued....