"Adrian! ADRIAN!"
"What is it Rocky?"
"I need a smoke."
"But it's only the 3rd rou..."
"God Damn it Adrian! I know it's the 3rd round! I said I need a smoke! Can't you see that? I'm busting my buns out there every night, to put food on our table, and what do I get from you? Nuthin!"
"Alright
Rocky, alright."
"And get me my Rubic's cube. It helps me relax between rounds."
"How are you gonna..."
"And my Gameboy too, I got this game from Ivan Drago where you put the little bricks in a line and they disappear! Eh, it's beautiful! And then they get quicker and quicker, and you gotta be quick Adrian, you know? You gotta be on top! It keeps me sharp."
"Ok, I'll go get them."
"And if you see my yo-yo anywhere..."
"Sure thing Rocky."
"Thanks sugar. Hey, pass me your phone, I wanna send a text to your brother before the 4th... Paulie... I... told... you... I'd... still... be... in... at... the... 4th... you... fuckin... jabone."
"Go get 'em Rocky!"
"Eh, no problem!"
Rocky pulls the padded part of his gloves back over his fingers and Coach ties them up.
-DING- -DING- -DING-
"Don't forget to block Rocky!"