Flint: I won again. 21
Supernatural: Shit! This is the third straight hand that you won. And back to back ace's and kings. I swear you are cheating.
Flint: I did not ...
Supernatural: Shut up for one minute. Entropy is on the screen.
Marcus Troy: It seems we've danced this dance before...
Supernatural: What a dolt. Is he from men without hats?
Flint: Who the hell are men without hats? And for that matter who cares about that obscure reference?
**The massive hands of Entropy reaches out from the shadows and grabs the steel chair from Troy's hand, with relative ease, he twists and crunches the chair until it becomes a nothing more than twisted metal, after which the scene fades to black.
Supernatural: You know what, bite me.
Flint: Are you afraid of Entropy now that he broke the chair?
Supernatural: No. He has the ego the size of guam. He will get his ass kicked at the pay-per-view.