"Great fight, Ross...are you drinking right now?" "What? Is the drinking age still 21 here?" "Never mind that. What a fight! Baranov sure did motivate you like we've never seen before." "Yeah, well, dude just wanted to try to draw some subs and make everyone in GCC some more money. I can't be mad at him."
"So that show of respect from you after the fight...?" "100% legit. He'd have done the same for me if things had gone the other way. Let's be honest here. A lot of people do this cross wrestling-MMA shit, because some promoters got stoned and figured out if they took the pro wrestling presentation and combined it with MMA action, they'd get over with the fans or whatever. Take away all this press shit, and you just got two dudes who wanna fight. But just because we want to fight doesn't mean we want to fight each other. You could put us in there with a bear on PCP, and we'd still do it."
"There's talks that your three-win streak is going to get you into the GCC Heavyweight Title picture. Your thoughts on that?"
"..."
"....Ross?"
"....Sorry. I needed a double chug, had to make sure I didn't hear you wrong. They want to try and give me a title shot? Seriously? Guess I'm gonna have to do some cardio or something, I gotta get my drunk ass in shape."
"Anything else you'd like to add?" "Yeah. Every strike Aleksandr landed on me, I'll donate $1000 of my pay towards the research and development of a COVID-19 vaccine." "Wow! That's awesome!" "No, what's awesome is all the people working double to keep the world spinning. Y'all should pay them this kind of money, not me." "All right! Thank you so much, Ross!"
"Anytime. Hey, before you go, do you mind handing me that bottle over there?" "You're already drinking tequila." "I know. I want some rum to wash it down."