If we're being real, a real life scenario, at my place and it's not just a wish list of favorite fighters. Half my fighters are gone. In this world of worlds, I'll meet up with Tank after everybody clears out, and barring translators, you lose Saku and Vovchanchyn, ...though if you could throw in two years of rudimentary linguistics, they're at the top of the RSVP. Dinner party, TOMORROW, my place and working around a dynamic of personalities I think would respect the domicile and have a good time. There could be about a kaleidescope (that's pretty fucking close) lazy susan of heroes that would make a great melange, a salmagundi you could mix and match up for other dream play dates,
Dinner at my place, gun to head, no wrong answer, who I'd enjoy spending time with and would be an epic table for me, what a beautifully rotten question. For me, in this moment in time, who I'd like to hang with invited to my place, Pat Miletich (I've partied with Pat), Josh Barnett, Miesha Tate, Bas, Wand, Renzo, no particular order. That's five. That would be a great evening and the flow I think would be easy like Sunday morning,nobody is wastin' nobody, ..if you can count.