Stone stands up and removes his Ray bans, placing them in the pocket of his jacket. He then grabs hold of Snow by the shoulder and glares into her eyes.

"You ever touch my cigarette or my drink again and I'll twist you into more unrecognisable shapes than you can fucking imagine. Touch me again and I'll fucking murder you, cretinus bitch. You want a hardcore tag match against Bad attitude so much, you can fucking have it. But don't come crying to me when you get your fat backside kicked so hard you have to retire."

With that, Stone tosses Snow into a wall, head first. He then kicks her in the ribs and casually turns back to Ronnie, who's signaling for more drinks.

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