Brett Marshall walks into the locker room extremely angry. He looks around scanning the room for a man. He then walks over to the door of Mr. Levi's office and storms in. He places his hands on his desk and leans over.
Brett: Sir.. What the hell was that!? You saw what happened! I had the match won with the Cut-Off and.. That stupid wannabe rapper just screwed it all up! He took me to the outside and attacked me thus costing us the freakin' match! I want justice, I want revenge, I want something in return for what I went through! I don't care what it is as long as I like it! Because I'm the man they pay to see, I'm the one they wanna be! You know it and I now it, sir. So what's it gonna be?