Rider

[2face]

*A tricked out bike rolls into the parking lot.
*The rider has on a black jacket and slick black jeans.
*He rolls up to the closest spot he can find.
*He shuts off the engine and gets off.
*The camera sticks to the bike as he walks away.

*The rider takes of his helmet.
*It's 2Face. The crowd is divided by boos and cheers.
*Monica Tweed runs up to him with a mic.

Monica: 2Face is that your bike?

2Face: What is it to you?

Monica: Only asking a question.

2Face: (sigh) Yes it is my bike. I just got off it, and I still have my helmet in my hand.

Monica: That's true. Well besides that, it's new to me. Don't see many guys riding on motorcycles.

2Face: Well Monica, I ain't like most of the guys that you see around here. I don't drink, I don't smoke, none of that stuff. All I care about is laying guys out in the middle of that ring night after night! People like BBJ think they are all that? Well it's guys like him that get on my nerves.

Monica: (a bit taken back) Well I guess that's all then.

2Face: Sure.

*2Face walks off camera.