Best of enemies...

It's good to see that these two have worked things out.

Here's an exclusive transcript of the phonecall:

S: Hello?
K: Hi Stevo, it's me, the straight-talking Melbourne Storm captain, Robbie Kearns.
S: Hi, Robbie, it's good to hear from you, you absolute legend.
K: Yeah, look, I just rang to say that you're a tool, Stevo.
S: Hmmm... OK. You're right, Robbie. I am. I'm really sorry.
K: That's cool, I forgive you.
S: Thanks, Robbie! Do you you know someone else that liked to forgive people? In fact, he died for our...
K: Shut-up! Look, I'll cut you some slack because you've obvsiously got problems. When I talk about this conversation I'll make you sound good; like you're a reasonable, normal, person.
S: Wow! Robbie, you're dipolomatic skills match your on-field ability! I guess I'll just remain being a hopeless tool...
K: Yup, you will. I gotta go benchpress 400 kilograms and visit childrens hospitals. See you round, dingus.
S: Right. Bye, Robbie. I'll get back to whatever lame crap I was doing.

What a scoop!