#wrestling asks

[theblackbuffy]

wrestling ask game (AEW edition)

1. who is your favorite AEW men’s world champion and why?

2. who is your favorite AEW women’s world champion and why?

3. top 3 ppvs from last year?

4. you are given the chance to trade one person on the roster for a wrestler from any other promotion, who would you trade and who would take?

5. favorite trios champs?

6. top 3 stables?

7. one wrestler you believe should get more of a push 

8. what’s a dream match of yours?

9. what do you love most about AEW as a promotion? 

10. have you ever gone to a show or one of the ppvs and what was your experience if so? 

11. have you ever watched BTE or BTDO? 

12. what type of matches do you want to see more often?

13. favorite ladies on the roster?

14. least favorite theme 

15. have you ever met anyone on the roster?

16. who would you wrestle if you had to choose and why?

17. you have the ability to put together your dream stable, who is in it and what’s the stable name?

18. what storyline from last year do you wish could be erased from AEW history?

19. who is great in the ring but subpar on the mic to you?

20. one of your favorite feuds from last year and why? 

21. name someone that has improved so much since their debut 

22. favorite women tag team(s)?

23. name a match that was overbilled last year and that you wish had been better

24. favorite folks from njpw that have joined the company or are about to?

[thebarefootking]

hiromu or despe for the wrestler ask?

My first impulse is to call this a cruel choice to force on me, nonny, but there can really only ever be one I pick. I was -- not exactly slow to warm up on El Desperado; it isn't like with Taichi, where it took a stunningly long time (years!) for me to appreciate him for what he is, but I was still relatively engaged by Taichi's presence. No, for the first few months I spent watching, as far as my interest was concerned, Desperado may as well have been invisible. (As you might imagine, I never had this issue with Hiromu. He had my heart in his hands from the first match I saw him in.)

I don't know what clicked or when, but it was like being slapped in the face. It was like this famous video. Honestly, if Hiromu hadn't been there to point out the guy in the damn gorilla suit, I might still be in the pitiable state of not appreciating the one who has come to be one of my favorite wrestlers ever.

I'm not sure I really consider the tempered and unobtrusive quality of his presentation to be a flaw. There's a subtlety (almost, but not quite, a delicacy) to the way Despe conveys himself that allows the characterisation to operate on several levels at once without being overwhelming or tacky. He can turn up the intensity or dial things back with a seeming effortlessness I have witnessed from few wrestlers, and this is vital to what I think might be his most valuable skill set. New Japan's junior heavyweight scene as it currently exists and as it is likely to exist in the near future would be completely intractable without the work of El Desperado. I have never seen a wrestler with a greater skill for helping others tell their stories -- not just generically 'putting them over', though he is certainly good at that, but giving them a solid place from which to spin new story threads, beyond the reach of what plain old booking would typically account for. He does nearly all the narrative legwork of an ace, and he does it with a fraction of the attention. And (with one very obvious exception I have already thoroughly bitched about in answering these asks) he's booked to milk this skill for all it's worth. It's Desperado's other skills that make him exceptional. There simply isn't, to my knowledge, a masked wrestler as capable of expressing emotion to the same degree with the same precision as Despe. His attention to character portrayal and development at every possible moment (again, with some unfortunate exceptions) has, over the years, created a powerhouse of narrative potential. His in-ring skill is substantial, though I feel as if we rarely get to see him in situations that show his best. But as for his functional value as a wrestler in the grand scheme of the promotion? None of these are as valuable as what he can put them together to do, and what he does is, in my opinion, of the highest artistic merit.

Even if it's half-invisible by design.

[supernaturalkickparty]

👀👀👀 how are those gifs not porn???

I'm assuming you mean these 👀👀👀

[angelkitty32001]

For the wrestling asks: encore, pop and push? :)

Encore - wrestlers to come back. If I had a time machine (which I ABSOLUTELY would not use purely for good), I'd get Piper in his prime and put him in a programme with MJF.

Maybe bring back Brodie Lee and see what he would do, bring back Jay Brisco and have the Briscos terrorise the AEW tag division. Wrestlers that went too soon would be the best to have an encore.

Pop - there are 3 pops that I've been present for that have given me joyful chills:

The Legion of Doom at SS92 - the roof (had there been one) blew off Wembley as soon as the opening bars of their entrance music hit. I remember grinning till it hurt, and my brother cheering. It was so exciting and the noise was incredible.

Edge at Clash at the Castle - the sound of thousands of people singing in unison always gives me chills, and this was incredible. Edge hadn't been in the UK for years and everyone was thrilled to see him. Hearing the crowd singing as one was magnificent.

Hangman at All In 2 - it doesn't come across on the broadcast but the pop for Hanger was deafening. It was almost on the level as the one for Kenny. Again the metaphorical roof blew off the building as soon as the opening notes of his music started. People stood and cheered and screamed. He absolutely deserved it and I'm thrilled it happened.

Push - the women. Seriously. More than one women's match per show. Storylines and character development. PUT ABADDON ON TV YOU COWARDS! Random tag matches to feature more women isn't solving the problem. Toni Storm is doing incredible work, and this should be extended to other women. Athena is an incredible champion, why is she only being shown on RoH, other RoH belt holders move between AEW and RoH! Willow should have been at Wembley! Just do better by your women!

[jeysbvck]

Blade ~ The bloodiest wrestling match you’ve ever watched?

Catchphrase ~ List your favorite catchphrases? -OR- Post a gif of your favorite catchphrases?

Encore ~ List wrestlers you wish would/could come back.

Girl Power ~ Your favorite female wrestler(s)?

Hype ~ List some wrestlers you think are overrated and/or underrated?

omg wrestling asks!! thank you!!🥰 this is gonna be long so i shall add a cut😭

blade - the bloodiest wrestling match you’ve ever watched? hmm, the one that pops into my head is from my childhood (i don't remember details bc i am awful at retaining information) but i think it was brock vs undertaker in a hell in a cell match! i just remember the cage & the undertakers face being completely covered in blood! a most recent one that sticks out, i tried to watch an aew ppv (icr who was in the match honestly) and the match honestly made me feel sick, which is hard to do considering ive been watching wrestling pretty much my whole life😭

catchphrase - list/post gifs of your favourite catchphrases! eddie guerrero '"i lie, i cheat, i steal"

[credit: wrestlingcentral]

[credit: @mith-gifs-wrestling]

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special mentions:

[found on google, couldn't find the creator!] (i don't even like "yeet" but i have to bc he's just so cute🤭🤭

[found on tenor]

list wrestlers you wish would/could come back. (just gonna preface this as i just watch wwe, so dont come at me, its hard to watch the other promotions bc they aren't televised over here) im on the "mercedes is coming back to wwe" train🤡 i'd also love jon moxley back, if nothing else for a shield reunion! seeing rob van dam again would be so cool, i'd love lita to come back again bc she's one of my og loves!

girl power - your favourite female wrestlers? bayley, becky lynch, rhea ripley, iyo sky, mercedes mone, chyna, lita, asuka (just off the top of my head!)

hype - list some wrestlers you think are overrated/underrated. la knight, (i have a love/hate relationship with knight atm🤭), hulk hogan, chris jericho (i thought this before all the shit about him came out, me and my brother talk about it all the time), cm punk, the rock. underrated: bayley, sheamus, shelton benjamin, sami zayn, chad gable, dominik mysterio!

[soulmvtes]

it's about the small acts of intimacy... forehead kisses, putting jewelry on you, rubbing your hand with their thumb, putting a jacket on you, touching your necklace, running your hands through their hair, wiping away their tears, peeling them an orange, un/zipping their dress, tying their shoelaces, holding hands, removing an eyelash from their cheek, washing their hair, putting an anklet on them, tucking their hair behind their ear, sorting out their collar, untangling their necklaces, drinking out of a cup in their hands

[ruenii]

Tim, [pointing his staff at the human traffickers]: YOU ARE OUTGUNNED

Jason, [hyping him up]: WHAT?

Tim: OUTMANNED!

Jason: WHAT?!

Tim: OUTNUMBERED OUTPLANNED

Jason: PAY YOUR FUCKING TAXES!

Tim: PUT YOUR GUNS DOWN ON MY COMMAND

Jason: HAND EM OVER!!

Tim: THIS IS HAMILTON MY RIGHT HAND MAN!

Jason, [getting his guns out]: PWO PWO PWO PWO PWO-

Goons: *shaking* what the FUCK are Batman feeding his partners--

[scurvyboy]

I love how you cover their weewees and boobies so much it makes me giggle so damn hard. Can we get some random censored shit? Like just imagine you have fiddlestan and in the background you got the glittering pink text box just covering a tree

is this what you meant?

[samijey]

When an interaction is so awkward it circles around into being adorable

[pinkfey]

wyll is the kinda guy to have a very high-spirited, mentally healthy workout routine and well-meaningly encourage others to do it too. like he’d definitely tell gale hey i noticed you’ve been down as you contemplate life death and your mortality.. have you tried jogging?? we can get up just before sunrise, take a hike together,, it’d be fun 🥰 and gale’s like i’d literally rather die

[shalom-iamcominghome]

I've been doing a lot of reflection as of late, especially after this past class.

This past class was about the Torah and Tanakh in general, and the way the rabbi talked about the commandments (specifically the ten commandments) has made me really reflect on how I interpret them, specifically the fifth commandment, or honoring your mother and father.

This is a commandment I have wrestled with for a long time - in fact, it brought me away from g-d at multiple times. I was severely abused when I was incredibly young by my mother, and I used to feel insulted at the implication that I were to honor her while she got to live a better life. It was hypocritical, in my eyes.

But this rabbi surmised that this particular commandment was because parenthood is an act of creation, something that is like the g-d from which we come from. My realization is this: I don't think we're necessarily meant to take even these commandments literally.

I this particular commandment is more of a call to honor creation - creation is a gift, and like any gift, many people simply will not like it and will discard it. The person who abused me created me, but she did not honor creation. She didn't honor me, but I can still honor it.

I have started to honor creation much more. I'm too young, too unstable, not mature enough to be a father (though I fantasize about it), but I create all the time. I create relationships, I create with my hands through crochet. I create memories, I create my world. And I can honor who I am and where I came from that made me who I am. I've been learning one of the mother tongues of my family (Italian, since part of my family originates there) and it was judaism that inspired me to do this.

I don't think g-d wants me to honor my abuser. I think He wants me to remember the Holy action of creation. When I am a father, that act of creation will be Holy, and indeed, I am already joyful about the thought.

I have seen many people struggle with this particular commandment, but I think this perspective helps me personally. I don't think I ever have to forgive my abusers (plural), and I don't think I am commanded to simply because they happened to be family. I am commanded to recognize the holy, to elevate the mundane. In doing so, I will remember g-d. Through creation, I honor g-d and everything he has done for us, for me, and for our collective people.

[thebarefootking]

Minoru Suzuki please!

First and foremost, let's get it out of the way -- Cass absolutely had this one right. Favorite old man to sexualise. Far and away.

But you're not here to hear about [REDACTED FOR THE SAKE OF MOOSE'S DIGNITY]. That's what Ao3 is for.

Minoru Suzuki was the first wrestler to, as a character, really capture me -- and he did it before I ever watched a single wrestling match. My first meaningful exposure to wrestling came in the form of SuperEyepatchWolf's vidseries (then-trilogy) on the topic, which featured many wrestlers, but the first one of them to truly engage my imagination, to make me want more, was Suzuki.

SEW didn't even have much of a story to tell about Suzuki -- not compared to his much longer spiel about the Golden Lovers, for example. But the reverence with which he told it, combined with what he did choose to tell (and, quite importantly, show) was a real flag to my attention. And when Suzuki entered the frame, I couldn't look away.

The sheer complexity and depth of character (one that didn't rely on flashy gear or a heavy-handed gimmick to clarify itself) was so immediately apparent. I actually wasn't able to retain a whole lot of the information presented in those videos -- they were too factually dense, and I have a mind like a sieve. By the time I decided that wrestling was something I needed in my life, I had forgotten which promotion Suzuki was a part of. It was plain luck that I ended up picking the one where I get to see him all the time.

I'm going to sob when that man retires.

[supernaturalkickparty]

Hi i saw some people on twitter gushing about how the death match at all out was amazing and that makes me wanna go back into watching wrestling.

My question is, ik imma watch wwe but i never really watched any other promotion, so should i just watch the latest weekly show? The latest ppv? How can i get a good sense of the various promotions

Hi!!

Omg ok so yes the Texas Death Match was amazing and I felt like it was made specifically for me. Idk if the match is up on YouTube yet or I'd you've seen it on here but feel free to scroll through my blog and look through my aew tag.

With that being said, I was out of wrestling for a good while. Growing up all I knew was WCW and WWE and local promotion shows.

I fell out of wrestling....I wanna say around Legacy(Cody Rhodes, Randy Orton and Ted DiBiase Jr.) Not because of them or anything lol I was stuck working two jobs and I didn't have cable a good majority of the time.

It wasn't until 2018/ early 2019 I slowly got back into wrestling because of my brothers. I would watch Ring of Honor and New Japan with them and then fell out again because I was working two jobs and going to school.

Summer 2019 I got back into wrestling because I was on bed rest and I gave WWE a go because it was "familiar". I grew up with it but I personally didn't care for what was going on at the moment so I went to AEW.

I personally loved AEW from the get. It had a totally different feel, the wrestlers felt more real, idk if that makes sense. Like there's storylines but it didn't feel over the top like it does with WWE.

I'd give both WWE and AEW a chance, but also give Impact, GCW, New Japan, and Ring of Honor a chance is well.

Just kinda watch a little bit of everything to get a feel of it. That's what I did and why I ended up like the promotions I like.

I watch WWE sometimes but mainly for Cody Rhodes and now that Randy Orton is back I'm screaming!!! I love them so much.

Edit:my brothers were messing with me and made me believe that randy was officially back and I am sad now.

Personal fav wrestlers: Jon Moxley, Eddie Kingston, Hangman Adam Page, Kenny Omega, The Young Bucks(Matt & Nick Jackson), Wardlow, Hikaru Shida, Toni Storm, Ruby Soho, Thunder Rosa, Julia Hart, Kris Statlander, Nyla Rose, Jade Cargill(she on WWE now) Sonny Kiss and waaaaaayyy too many more to name but I do favor AEW more.

[angelkitty32001]

Gimmick, Heel, Main Event?

Gimmick - I love a battle royal. The Royal Rumble has a very special place in my heart. I love the chaos of multi human matches, the spots, the unpredictability of it, the way they are used to set up storylines etc. I like a falls count anywhere - again for the chaos aspect. Stadium Stampede was interesting at Wembley, especially when we were trying to see where Eddie and Claudio were (didn't manage it).

Least fave - obviously anything involving evening gowns, bra and knickers, baby oil etc Just sexist match stipulations in general. Also hair matches, after reading in Piper's biography how awful they were to execute, cos everyone is hot and sweaty and the hair sticks to everything - sensory nightmare.

As for wrestlers gimmicks, I think if they can make it work, all power to them. I started watching in the "Vince thinks everyone needs a job" era, so young me saw a lot of bad gimmicks without realising they were bad.

Heel - Heel Bucks my beloved! Truly the Bucks as heels is my fave. I've always had a soft spot for heels, Piper was always more interesting than Hogan (despite the fact that Piper was allegedly a face when I was watching, he always wrestled as a heel, eye pokes, spitting, biting etc), Shawn as a heel was excellent fun. Maybe it's wish fulfillment cos I'd love the confidence that the heels I gravitate to have, that ability to walk into a room and go "I'm the absolute best here etc" even when they look like they got dressed in the dark 🤣

Main Event - Yes, I've been to see wrestling live. Back in the 90s, I saw 2 WWF house shows and SummerSlam 92 (strongest memory of that day - pushing the car to Wembley, along with the LoD and Undertaker entrances). When my then boyfriend's best mate was wrestling, we went to see him. And more recently I've been to Clash at the Castle, a WWE house show, a couple of indie shows, and All In.

Whilst the excitement of the big shows is incredible, the way the WWE turned Cardiff into WWE Town was brilliant, and the atmosphere at Wembley was delightful, I probably enjoyed OTT more. I was closer to the action, I was watching the ring and not a screen, I just wish I was going in October when they have Mox, but I've got family plans 😭😭

I will say that I enjoy seeing wrestling live now in a way I didn't when I was younger. I don't know whether it's because the style has changed (less slugfests, more high flying) or because I've changed (probably a bit of both), but I watched the Bucks v FTR with my fingers in my mouth (thank gods for acrylic nail polish) which would never have happened in the 90s. Shawn was my biggest crush and I completely forgot that he was at SS92 🤣🤣

[eraserhappy]

If there is not a scene in S3 where Crowley has his flat back and Aziraphale pops in, sees this statue (the one with the demon pinning the angel down—all erotic like) and comments about them “wrestling” and Crowley in his sly deeper slow register says “ooooh and what makes you think what they are doing is wrestling, ANGEL?” Then what is the point????

[pettyprocrastination]

The Revenant Wife

Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of grief and death. 

Summary: Ellie knows very little of Joel and even less of the wife he had before the outbreak. When she finally meets you, its just as much as shock to her as it is to your husband. 

Word count: 1.6k

Note: ficlet is based off of this previous post about Joel getting separated from his wife during the outbreak and assuming you died until you find one another years later. Reader is described to look like Sarah. Title came from the ever lovely @djarin-junk​ <3

Tagging those I think would enjoy: @pedrostories​ @thesadvampire​ @joel-mlller @softanon​ @max--phillips​ @captainsamwlsn​ @hooplahoopla​ @moondirti​ 

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Ellie didn’t know that Joel had a wife. 

Granted, she didn’t know much about his old life at all. 

She knew he built things. That he had a brother named Tommy and a daughter named Sarah, but didn’t like to talk about the latter that much. In one fleeting conversation, full of mumbles as her eyes began to close while they rested under the night sky she heard him mention you but was far too gone to truly hear what he said. Nothing more than the vague rumble of his voice saying “my wife” before her eyes opened once more. 

“You’re married?”

She asks with such incredulous shock it sounds more like “somebody married you?” but girls at her age hardly ever have filters. 

“I was.” 

There’s the same bristle in his throat and far off look in his eyes as when she first asked about his daughter. An open answer but one that carries enough unsaid to tell Ellie of your fate. To warn her that she should change the subject or simply shut her mouth and go to sleep before plucking his raw nerve one too many times until he snaps- 

“What was she like?” 

But Joel learned early on that Ellie wasn’t one to follow warnings. 

“Kind.” His breath stutters. “But not a pushover- she didn’t take shit from anybody.” He stares up at the sky, feeling his chest grow tight and fingers twitch by his side until there’s a rustling, the girl next to him rolling over to face him and he turns to find Ellie peeking out from her sleeping bag with a smile. 

Damn this girl. 

“Not even from you?” 

Joel scoffs. “Especially from me. The amount of times she gave me and Tommy and earful-” he shakes his head, Ellie watches a smile grow on his face in silence, as if worried she may frighten it away. 

“Did she cook?” 

Ellie thinks of the stories the older kids would tell her. The ones who remembered life before the Outbreak, who told her of freshly baked pies on weekend and fluffy pancakes in the morning. 

Joel remembers the first time you tried to bake him a cake for his birthday back when he was sixteen. How he opened the door to your forlorn face and a store bought sheet cake in your hands because as your mother told him over the phone, you damn near burned the whole house down trying to bake for him as a surprise. 

“From time to time.” 

There was only so much she could get out of him before his voice became clipped and eyes full of an emotion she didn’t quite know the name of that he told her to get some rest. Leaving her with nothing to do but to stare at the sky and wonder about these stories in the shape of a woman who unveiled a little bit more about the mysterious man she traveled with. 

Of all the silence and secrets that made up the man that protected her, she created stories to fill them. Stories of Joel Miller, husband, father, brother and badass contractor that everybody loved.   Of his soldier brother, of his wife and their smiling daughter between them both. 

In Ellie’s mind, you didn’t work. 

But not in a ditzy lame way like some boring housewife. But just because you didn’t have to. 

Joel said that everybody loved contractors so that means he probably got paid like, a ton of money to build stuff for people so you got to stay at home all day. Ellie imagined your house to be ginormous. Maybe Joel made it himself for you when you guys first got married. It was big enough that when Joel came home everyday he’d call out your name and it’d echo through  the hall as you called him into the kitchen, where your daughter sat reading as you set dinner on the table. Sometimes you’d get upset if he came home late but then he’d kiss your cheek and you would roll your eyes but smile before you all sat down and ate as a family. 

Ellie imagines Joel’s daughter, she wonders if Sarah looks more like her mother than her father. 

Ellie wonders as the sleep takes over her body, if they could have been friends. 

When it happens, months later after she’s come to think of Joel as something akin to family and he thinks of her as something he can’t say out loud just yet, she’s shocked. She’s face to face with a woman holding her at gunpoint that looks nothing like the smiling mother she dreamt of during cold nights. 

You don’t match the stories Ellie made up in your head.

You’re mean. 

No. Mean isn’t the right word. 

Cold. Yes. you're very cold. 

Ellie watches in shock as you ask where they're headed, gun focused on the center of her chest while the two boys at your side point their own at Joel, who has yet to speak. 

She waits for him to answer, but he just stares at you in awe. The same man she’s seen kill and threaten to keep her safe day in and day out is rendered speechless until all he can do is utter your name and she realizes that he knows you. More than that, judging by the way he surrenders his gun to you with no fight, something she had never seen him do. 

You lift your head to look at him, the brim of your hat raises just enough to clear the shadow cast over your face and Ellie can finally see your eyes and the snarl on your face. 

You’re also very pretty.

“I won’t ask again.” 

The two boys standing on either side of you have your eyes. Same color and intensity, narrowed into slits like guard dogs waiting for an order and Ellie sees the way Joel stares at them. 

She wonders if Sarah had brothers. 

“Out west.” He manages. “Takin’ her to her family.” 

Your eyes move to her and she holds her hands higher in the air. 

“That true?” “What?” 

“Is he telling the truth?” 

The taller one, Duke, she had heard you call him, had already ripped the bag from her back and emptied its contents onto the ground, she had nothing else to hide from you. 

But then she sees something in your eyes. A concern for her that she hadn’t seen since Tess or Marlene. 

And she understands. 

“He’s telling the truth.” Ellie forces out. 

You watch her for a moment and there’s a moment of panic where she thinks you can see right through her lie. 

But then you lower your gun and jerk your head over your shoulder. 

“C’mon.” is all you say before you begin to walk away. The boys gawk at you for a moment before you give them a look of warning and they follow in your step, occasionally casting glances behind them at Joel and Ellie who follow suit. 

She’s quick to grab onto the sleeve of Joel’s jacket and pull with a harsh whisper as the other’s march forward. 

“You know this psycho?” 

Joel flinches at her voice as it pitches up. If any of you heard her, which he gathered you did because Ellie didn’t have an inside voice to save her fucking life, you didn’t care enough to react. 

Ellie whispers his name again. Insistent and angry for answers but he just keeps looking forward. He can’t take his eyes off of you or the boys ahead and it fills her with worry but she doesn’t know why. 

“She’s my wife.”

You lead them to a cottage. Its paint is chipping and the fence is reinforced with wiring around the perimeter but it looks like a home. She can vaguely hear the soft clucking of chickens nearby and there's a flash of fur behind the fence with a pair of pointed ears that duck away just as fast as she saw them. 

Ellie has seen the remnants of homes before the outbreak. The plates still stacked in the sink and the jacket still hung up on the hook. A story telling a family that once lived within its walls and is now nothing more than memories that ghosts along its foundation. 

But this one is real. It’s yours. 

 There is a rickety wooden table in the dining room. Each chair around it seems to have been brought from a different house and is varying shades of faded brown. You kick the leg of one and nod toward it.“Sit, both of you.”

Ellie looks to Joel before sitting. He follows suit, choosing the chair closest to her. 

“I’m gonna get some bandages for that leg-” 

Joel shifts forward. “I don’t need-” 

“I wasn’t fucking asking, Joel.” 

You’re not stronger than Joel, if she had to guess. You both look the same age, but she’s seen his strength, his violence, all done for her safety and knows if it came down to it, you might not win in a fight against him. 

But at your order, he sits back in his chair. 

You turn and set a shoulder on your son’s shoulder. 

At least. She thinks he’s your son. 

Softly spoken words are exchanged while the other keeps his eyes on Joel and his hand on his holster. The boy says something back in insistence, but you tilt your head and he nods. 

“If either of them try moving or taking anything.” You offer them one final look over your shoulder before slipping out of the room. “Shoot them.” 

They listen to your footsteps slowly retreat until there’s nothing but the subtle creak and groan of the wood floor beneath them. Ellie leans forward to look at Joel, setting her hands firmly on the dinner table in announcement. 

“Dude-” The young girl breathes out. “Your wife is a bitch.”