Benny smirked [color=ed1c24]Now I reckon I heard of Ricky. I knew his song...hell...I know of his crimes even better. I ain't threatenin him. Guess I take my time to get a gander at what he may offer if I play for him.[/color] The guy from the poker table walked over "Hey! why the hell are ya playin for these gals but you didn't for me and the fellas?" Benny looked over [color=ed1c24]Hm? Well...the ladies asked me nicely...I figured, what the hell?[/color] 

Stepping forward "Well I hate yer damn attitude." Benny looked down and then back over again [color=ed1c24]Sorry mister..but...can you leave us alone...me and the purty lady is talkin....[/color] Benny went to grab the mug of beer again until the poker man smacked the mug off the table. "I'm already tired of you...who the hell do you think you are boy." Looking at the spilled beer on the ground, Benny gave a sigh [color=ed1c24]Damn...and you wasted perfectly good beer and dirtied the nice lady's floor.[/color]