Punk: "So yeah, broke up with her, and that's that. Like I said, she's a douche bag"
Rock *thinks to himself* Sounds like this Glamazon mama needs to meet The Rocks 'Holy Moses'. Yeaaahhh bab... is he still talking?!"
Beth: "Wow, I can't believe it. I've always been a huge fan Rock."
Rock: "Please, call me Dwayne. Now, Miss Pheonix, I dunno about ashes, but let's see about getting some rising done! Eeeeeeasy big fella. Easy.
This next morning:
Punk: "What the hell, Duuuuwayane?! What the hell were you thinking?! Sleeping with my ex like that?! And on that bed no less!"
Rock: "Woah. First thing. Know your role. Second thing. Shut yo' mouth. Now let the Rock make one thing perfectly clear to you. Perfectly clear. The Rock, did not, sleep with your ex last night on that bed. No no no no no, No."
Rock: "No. Of course not. I fucked her. I fucked her last night. And not just on that bed. We did it on the couch. In the kitchen. In the shower. Down the hall beside the Pepsi machine. Oh you mad now?!
Rock: "Yeah thought as much. Beth told me about your pipebomb. Said it was a short fuse though."
Rock: "But don't worry. You are the best in the world. This much is true she said. You are. Best in the world. For all of 2 minutes. Now get your greasy slicked back hair, short order cook at Waffle house lookin sum'bitch out of the Rock's suite. Oh, one more thing. Next time when the Rock tells you to bring his coffee, make sure it's low fat. Bitch"