*Camera's fade backstage to Ryder and Aries.*
Ryder - THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US SUED?!
Aries - Like I said lad...I've always wanted to say those.
Ryder - Well don't do it again! Sheesh, you might've gotten us fired....bastard.
Aries - Oh chin up, it wasn't that bad. Now, we have to focus on Death Row...I realize they smell like an AIDS infected monkey anus, but they still pose a threat.
Ryder - Indeed. What do you suppose we do until Lution?
Aries - I have an idea.
*Aries takes out a bottle of steroids.*
Ryder - WHAT THE...
*Ryder slaps Aries across the face.*
Ryder - NO! I refuse to take steroids!
Aries - Fine...then what do YOU suggest we do?
Ryder - I suggest..we seek training.
Aries - From who?
Ryder - Hell if I know, a gym?
Aries - Help from a gym? A bloody gym is going to help us prepare to face two behemoths? Have ya gone off the deep end lad?
Ryder - I DON'T SEE YOU COMING UP WITH ANY IDEAS!
Aries - Well..before, you said something about a stipulation right?
Ryder - Yes, yes I did.
Aries - Well, back when I was wrestling Indy, they had this match..not sure of the name, but it required tables, and fire.
Ryder - Tables and fire? How the hell is that supposed to help?
Aries - Let me finish wanker...as I was saying..you lit the tables on fire, and put your opponent through one, then that opponent was eliminated from said match, until one person was left standing...in this case...two.
Ryder - NO! NO FLAMING TABLES!
Aries - Why not?
Ryder - Too dangerous...and I was thinking something simpler...like loser wears a dress on their next respective show...and besides...I'm sure A-Jax and Mace have already been around enough hot wood.
Aries - OH GOD, THAT'S NASTY!
Ryder - Exactly...now let's think of something else. So, no flaming tables, no dresses....then what?
Aries - How about a loser shaves his head match?
Ryder - Are you completely brain dead? Haven't you noticed A-Jax is already bald?
Aries - Shave his skin....
Ryder - ....you're a sick man!
Aries - Ya damn straight lad!
Ryder - Aiye, let's just think about this later. I need to go get ready for my match now.
Aries - Agreed....ribs are still in pain..
Ryder - Suprised your brain isn't...
Aries - Wot'?
Ryder - Oh nothing.
*Ryder walks out of the room leaving Aries alone. A second later, the lights in Aries' room go out. Loud crashes and screaming can be heard. The lights go back on, and Aries is nowhere to be found. The camera goes back to ringside.*