*Irvine walks away, while holding on to his arm, still trying to play it off like he's fine.
Irvine then finds a corrador which is empty other then himself.After the close was clear, Irvine collapses on to the floor in agony*
Irvine: "AW! F***! GOD D****T! SON OF A F***ING B****!! My d*** arm, dislocated it. F***."
*Irvine seemed not to mind as much that his whole body hurt like hell, it was mostly his arm that he minded. Not being able to muster enough strength to stand up again to slam his arm back into its socket, Irvine passes out*