The warm "Tiger's" glow of such brightness swooned its patrons into a stumble of drunken debauchery and illuminated high times.  Feeling the daring need to engage in further animal instincts, Dan approaches the door after checking in his conscious at the front. . receiving a ticket to reclaim it when the time comes to leave.  Expecting mainly a crowd of hardknockers and the night life's remaining wild population, he enters only to realize that his thoughts betrayed his heart.  His eyes glistened with a wet vibration as he becomes witness to men, women, and even families gambling every form of currency on groups of fighters proclaiming their martial arts in the highest regards, assuring the audience their money's worth.

Heaven itself could not compare to the red carpet exiting through the mouth, exiting a stench that calls attention to eyes with gold nugget pupils.  Amazement to the highest degree rushed in Dan's veins as fast as his tent was pitching simultaneously.  "I can beat these yackos at the blink of an eye!", he exclaims through his heart his deepest sincerity in wanting to prove his macho egotism.  Sliding one pink glove after another, pluckings of harmonous strings strike his mind of Saikyo-Ryu and its promised coming glory.  Once again, however, betrayal could not have been any better of a friend that night as he soon realized who he was challenging.

Reconsidering his approach in the fight, yet true to his word regardless of whatever beating lies ahead, he loudly whispers to the competition judge "Hey uh, well you see, umm. . the thing is, I don't feel comfortable about engaging my opponent without first meeting him and at least knowing a little bit of something before I. ." and immediately cut off with "Hey sucker, don't take me for a chimp by chumpin' out.  Grab your balls and quit crying!".  Realizing his fate, a masquerade of thoughts run amok his mind without a conscious as he panters to himself thoughts of minor doubt.  "I don't doubt for a second that I'll put my opponent to shame with Saikyo-Ryu, but I must absolutely make use of the toilet before the show begins at your call" garaunteed Dan his permission to immediately escape through the back door only to find an incredibly large man with stripes of red on his face.  The man said absolutely nothing, for his facial expression told Dan exactly what was already heard.  With a big gulp swimming through his crushed words, the worried warrior now faces the empty promise of a nervous wreck.  In shambles, he grabbed the nearest plant and starts to eat in excess, "Gotta eat before the show, a body's gotta have nutrients ya know?".  Inside, his emotions were racing to reach a solution for a noble image as the other man was racing in his mind to reach an idea.

As usual, Dan was rolling back in the building, rolling over bar stools to pave through a colorful reaction from the audience to immediately raise all betting stakes.  Finally prepared, Dan yells louder than ever to assure himself of a victory neither the challenger nor the opponent will forsee.  The big man from the back forwards to his comrade "You know that guy was a sorry wreck when I nearly caught his ass trying to book out of Dodge, but when he reckoned with me he started eating all those nasty lookin' mushrooms growing along the back wall".  It was at that moment in silent confusion when the bartender put in his money on Dan's opponent.

"Oh man, what the hell was I thinking?  Now I really have to use the toilet, but I already told that guy I went!" and sooner than he realized, the bell had already started the fight.  A large, mountain of a man stepped slowly towards him and grinned with an assurance of crushed fate.  However, for whatever reason, Dan  repeated the bell's ring in his mind continuously until the ring transformed into a chime that called his spirits to an unknown god of an unknown state of being.  raindrops of sweat on each man's face soon appeared as swimming drips of bleeding clouds.  Now, Dan seriously regretted acting upon extreme hesitation and impulse.  'Now I know why they have you check in your conscious at the front door, I'm royally screwed!"