"Bryan?" Don says increduously. He slowly lowers the glass glaring at Bill.
"Fifty seconds! What are you doing, Don, you've almost won! C'mon, down the hatch."
"You sick bastards, you think I'd swallow my brother alive?"
"Wha---?"
"Well, Don, if you don't, you not only lose 500 bucks, but you lose your balls to Manny. He's already booked the back room, and sold tickets for the show," Bill grins. He neglects to say that Manny had told him to make sure that Don didn't make his payoff in time, and regardless that Bill would have a front row seat at the castration party. It hadn't taken a genius to figure out that Bill would either be watching Don loses his nuts or that Bill would be taking Don's place. Afterall, Manny wouldn't want to refund the ticket holders. He couldn't believe his luck when he walked back from Manny's through the alley and found tiny Bryan. He was saved.
With only $500 left, and an hour or so to go, Don is doomed, and Bill thinks he's off the hook.
Don fishes his little brother out of the beer, and sets him on the counter. The other men stare, and lean in to get a better look at the tiny naked beer soaked man standing on the counter.
"Whoa!"
"Cool!"
"Sick, Bill, how could you do that?" Allen frowns looking at his own empty glass, "You haven't done this before, have you? My kid brother's sometimes a pain, but I sure wouldn't--" he gulps nervously looking at the glass.
"Turn him back, Bill! Turn him back now!" the anger in Don's voice is terrifying.
"Hey, no need to get violent," Bill raises his open palms in front of him. He hadn't thought through all the implications of his actions. "Ask him yourself, I didn't shrink him. I found him in the alley behind that burger joint. If I hadn't taken him, he'd have been dog or cat food."
"Instead you wanted him to be people chow?"
"I knew you wouldn't swallow him."
"Bill clearly cheated, he put something in the beer. Don has 15 seconds left, get him a full glass of beer, and I'll restart the stop watch with 15 seconds."
"Hey, you can't do that!