Deuce and Domino have won the jitterbug contest. It was mostly easy. They didn’t even break much of a sweat, they gathered at their favorite table again at the diner. They look around as Cherry is all smiles Deuce is holding the trophy in front of himself.


Deuce: Does all this seem a little on the nose like everything is being written by a guy in their basement who assumes this is how we should act?


Domino thinks for a moment thinking also about becoming IWF Tag team champion contender.


Domino: Not, at all we are the coolest of the coolest. That's the fact that everything else is just plain and lame.


Cherry, claps her hands as Deuce nods in agreement.