[The scene opens up inside an Italian cafe. Bruise Li is sitting at a table. He's dressed in a dark green track suit, with a napkin tucked in to the front of his shirt, like a bib. On the table before him is a bounty of food. The camera glides over a plate of lasagna, some veal parmigiana, Spaghetti and meatballs, penne in alfredo, garlic bread, a pizza with mushrooms and olive oil, bruschetta, a bowl of soup, and a glass of tea. Bruise is scarfing down food like a madman.
Master Swee Ensowa walks into the cafe and casts a quick glance around before locating his pupil. He makes his way over and sits down in the seat opposite Bruise. Master Swee observes as Bruise messily slurps up a few noodles of spaghetti. Master Swee reaches into his robes and pulls out an ornate pair of chopsticks and begins eating the penne with remarkable skill.
Master Swee: MmmmMmmm. (He nods his head approvingly) This pasta is remarkable. At least you can still pick place to eat successfully.
Bruise: I won last match! I beat Queer-Rock!
Master Swee: Qwerroc.
Bruise: That what I say. Queer-Rock.
Master Swee: Qwerroc. You should try to get it straight. Don't want people thinking you perpetrated a hate crime or something.
[Bruise furrows his brow and stares at Master Swee for a moment, clearly not grasping the issue. At last he shrugs.]
Bruise: What was name again?
Master Swee: Qwerr-
[Bruise interjects]
Bruise: IT DOESN'T MATTER WHAT HIS NAME IS!
Master Swee: I don't think that's allowed, even if he is retired. Besides, you have your own catch phrase.
Bruise: True, HE CAN'T STAND THE DANGER!
[The waitress walks over, as the Bruise and Swee have gathered the attention of most everybody in the place. She leans down and whispers something to Master Swee. When she stands up straight, he replies.]
Master Swee: I apologize for my companion. He gets a bit too excited when he gets a lot of carbs in him. He's calm now.
[The waitress seems satisfied with this reply, and walks away. As she does, Master Swee takes a piece of veal, and eats it.]
Master Swee: Wow, that's delicious too. Is everything here so great?
Bruise: No, their Macaroni & Cheese not so good.
Master Swee: That's disappointing, but I'm not really surprised. Sure there are many times when Macaroni & cheese can be filling. There maybe times when it can be pretty good, especially with bacon.
Bruise: Yeah that pretty good. But not great. I begin to think that there is no such thing as Great Mac.
Master Swee: That's true. And just because you call something great, doesn't make it true either.
Bruise: You know if I have match Thursday?
Master Swee: You do, but I forget who.
Bruise: It not matter, because HE CAN'T (The waitress and Master Swee give Bruise a disapproving look.] stand the danger.
[Fade out]
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