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Monster sees me walking towards him, but he was just in the direction. I was headed for. He stops me like. You're one gorgeous woman. Thank you. Can I please have your number, baby? No, I'm married. I walk back to my table and Able pulls my chair for me to sit down. Monster comes to the table with Vince and Trent. Vince goes. They some football players. I knew. I recognize them. Monster told me. You're gorgeous sweetheart. I understand the attraction to the pro athlete and the pretty boy type, but baby you're too gorgeous to even be in the presence of chumps. They just look good sweetheart. He grabs for my hand. Able stood up. Monster points a gun at him as he told him, sit your ass back down sucka! This is gangster shit right here. Trent goes. He's taking your pretty lady! Cane was sitting right next to where Monster was standing. In the blink of the eye. Cane snatched the gun outta Monster's hand. Able knocks Monster between the table and chairs behind him. He was out cold. Trent rushes Able. Able picks him up and throws him across the room. He landed into a crowd of people sitting at their tables drinking, some fell with him on top. Vince grabs a chair hits Able with it as he was throwing Trent across the room. The chair didn't even faze Able. He turned around and kicked Vince into the wall knocking the wind outta him. Nobody came to stop it, either. The manager came to our table with security. Monster was waking up. Security was helping him off the floor. They were already carrying Trent and Vince out. The manager tells Monster. You got to pay for damages. Monster says to him. Do you know? Who I am nigga. He tells security to get off me. They did. He launches at Able, security stops him. He goes. Lucky hit, but you got to leave here! The manager goes. I'd tread lightly here Monster. Monster goes. I'm not worried about know nigga out here believe that, and I'm not paying for shit! The manager goes. Pretty boy is not gonna be happy. Monster goes. Pretty boy?! What