The scene opens at Dr. Hibbert's clinic as the gullible psychiatrist is taking care of the very mysterious superstar Loki along with his valet, the ever silent, Ismene seated at the patient's couch.
Loki: Match after match after match... I always came up short!
Dr. Hibbert: Oh come on kid! It's just not your luck, there will be the time that you will see your name in the IWF limelight as high as the power of the moonlight that your dad Odin sent you, *clears throat* pardon me, did I just said that. Anyway, I've checked your schedule this week and I don't want to be your official agent but I am just doing these to cheer you up okay!
Loki stares at the doctor while Ismene is at behind giving him a relaxing back rub.
Dr. Hibbert: Okay let's see where did I wrote that... hmmm... have a date this valentines day, visit mom for the first time since I graduated, buy beers.... There is it! You will be facing off JD err... I mean Jackson! Jackson Michaels this week in a singles match.
Loki: The Dessert Traveler, Cadillac Riding, Insurance Policy Swindler punk!
Dr. Hibbert: Yes! As how you describe him with colorful metaphors, Jackson Michaels, one of the toughest S.O.B's in that ring along with his partner Natalie Marie and that big guy, Benjamin Burke. Now, let's have a game plan. You see this guy just lost to one of his biggest match against Dominick Aviles! He doesn't show it but I know he's really disappointed with what happened to him at Inception. So on that night, you'll need is mind games just like what you've always do to those hobos outside. If you able to trap him in your psychological tactics, then you will get him bad.
Loki stands up off the couch, leaving Ismene from behind and he looks up like he's about to praise the moonlight from afar.
Loki: I don't need advices, I am just there and feel the moonlight that my father offered me. Next week, I'll be walking on a new destiny and it won't be the same again...