"Oho... Johnny Boy...Dear, sweet Johnny Boy..."

Flynn hoists Black into the air by his collar.

"DON'T YOU EVER... DARE... APOLOGIZE TO ME!"

Flynn then drops Black, pinning him to the wall behind him. Still smiling...

"I respect you too much as a competitor to be bored hearing about your misadventures and..."

Flynn trails off. And snaps his fingers.

"Just had a dynamite idea."

Flynn pats Black on the chest twice.

"Stay right here and don't move for..."

Flynn checks his watch.

"Ten days. DON'T MOVE A MUSCLE!"

Flynn then sprints away... Leaving Black confused by himself...

For this plan to work... He's going to need to generate some more capital...

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