Shots rang out.
A body dropped. Mike Darwin lit a cigar while someone else dragged the body away. As he inhaled the sweet taste of victory yet again the local funeral director mentioned that there was a new kid in town making some noises about sucrose and dry ice being better than glycerol and liquid nitrogen. After being directed Mike moved in aiming for another notch on his twin 45 magnums. The kid was inside sipping a glass of milk and explaining why you don't want to use milk sugar since it was a reducing sugar when Mike, a giant goliath of a man burst into the bar.