Isaac watched from the back of the crowd, his arms crossed as he takes in both fighters. The bigger man easily has a couple hundred pounds on Hayley and he knows it, too, judging by his relaxed stance. Suddenly, Vincent says, [i]This fucker's a dirty fighter. Just look at the way he carries himself: I can smell his dirtiness from clear over here![/i] Isaac nods, having noticed the same thing Vincent did, and replies, [i]Just don't forget, we only said we'd jump in when we had to. Until then, it's Hayley's fight.[/i]

The man looks down at his opponent, a sneer on his face. "Even though I'm still pissed at those insults you threw at me, little miss," he says, still not assuming a fighting stance, "I'll let you have the first hit." Tapping his rock-hard stomach, he says, "Go right ahead, hit me with all you got!"