The Bouncing Bride - Christoph Endres

I may have a few miles on me but I can still lick my weight in wild cats. This is gonna hurt you
worse than it is me.
Rose Rose takes a seat across from him. She looks undaunted by the size of him.
Rose Rose
(Ominously)
I wouldn't count on that if I were you.
Jack stands beside the table ready to act as judge and the referee.
Jack
All right, here's how she's gonna go. One elbow on the table. I count backwards from three. On
one you let her rip. When your hand hits the table, you lose. That's the only rule.
Rose Rose
That's all the rules?
Jack
Use what you got. It ain't complicated.
The room is full, everyone crowding around to watch. The only ones seated are the four Indians
who look tense and uncomfortable. NED looks amused when he sees the size of her arms. The
mood of the crowd seems to indicate the outcome is a foregone conclusion. Nobody expects her
to win.
Jack
On my mark.
Three.
Two.
Rose Rose slams both her feet onto NED's boot. He jerks in sudden agony. She really stomped
his foot hard. Thrown by the fierce pain, he’s too stunned to move his arm.
Jack
ONE!
Rose Rose slams his hand against the table so hard his knuckles bruise.
CATTLEMAN NED
(Outraged)
Why you damn little cheater!
(Holding his foot)
I think you broke my toes!
Rose Rose