The scene opens inside a hotel room in Youngstown, Ohio, the location for Malice this Sunday. PKA and Ash relax on the bed, laying back, chillin' basically. PKA has his arm around her. They watch Floyd's promo on the nWo 24/7 Channel, and finally when its over, PKA sits up, as does Ash.

"Well I'll be damned, what the hell is up with that sh*t? I am sure as hell glad he's finished, because I am sick and tired of hearing his whining over and over again. Yeah that's right, whining. You heard that sh*t. He wants to get a win over me so badly, because he doesn't want his whole nWo career to be a failure. Well face it Floyd, you ain't got what it takes to make it in this biz, at least not while you're fighting someone like me. I mean c'mon, if you wanna get wins in this joint, try to steer clear of perfectionists, like myself. Oh yeah, and speaking of joints, maybe if you'd get off that 'eww-eee' you be smokin' then maybe, just maybe, you'd get it through you stupid, thick, hard ass, motherf*cking head that I'm the God Damn Champion of all Nations! Do you honestly expect to defeat a champion of my caliber? Hell, do you think you can beat me stoned? Well I'll tell you what you should think, and know: Just like the whole invironment around you, your hopes of winning against me are about to go up in smoke, so deal with it."

"I mean, damn Ash, can you believe that stuff he said? He does realize now I hope that I do have to brutally beat his ass."

*sarcastically* Ahh, that's too bad.

"Oh well, worse things happen, right?"

PKA smiles..

"Just too bad that he's gonna get the worst of things in our match, unless he decides to shut his big mouth up! I mean for real who wants to listen to this guy go on and on about how he doesn't worry about the past while half of his damn promo was about things that happened in the..PAST!"

"Well he is on pot. Maybe he forgot that he talked about the past, and then said he wasn't worrying about it. You know, short term memory is a side effect of weed."

"True true...so that should work to my advantage this Sunday. Not like I'll neeeeed the advantage, for the ball's in my court and it ain't goin' no place! He did somethin' when he cut that promo which was PISS ME OFF! And goddamnit I'm makin' a new rule from now on for everybody and Floyd listen up dumbnut, DON'T PISS ME OFF! Unless you Floyd, or anybody else for that matter wants a Perfect Ass kicking to come their way then by god, shut the flip up. Well given, you're gonna get stomped either way, but I would advise you to save yourself the extra pain. That way it helps us both out because you won't get hurt as much and I won't have to work as hard to get a point across to you. Its a win - win situation, its just that you have to think things through, ya know what I'm sayin?"

"So ya see its like this man, bring all the talent you got, bring it, sit it on the table, and let's examine it for a second. Let's take a little stare, a little look see, and then I'll give in just maybe..but nah, that ain't gon' happen, see. Floydamania won't be runnin' wild on me. The only thing runnin' wild is my ass after I beat you down and crush your confidence. Don't worry about the past, unless you want to, because after this Sunday on Malice the past will come and man it'll hurt you. Your past is gonna haunt you once again, just like you couldn't beat that drugged up Nester, you won't be able to beat me. So, face the facts, you're a loser, I'm the winner, and F*ck the RULES YAH! Cheat to win, that's the game."

With that said the scene fades to black.