Porke Rynz smirks after being hit by a love tap.
Porke: Friend, if that is the best you can do trying to get someone's attention, then, my friend, you will not last long in this federation. This is WICKED entertainment wrestling. Care to remember that.
Porke: Saul!!! It is so good to finally meet you. I heard so much about you. It's my pleasure to finally work with you. I appreciate it that you have my back and I will have yours as well. Need to teach these young punks to show some respect to us veterans.
Porke finally gets into the gym and begins to add some weight to the bench. He shakes his head as he lays down on the bench and begins to settle on his routine of benching 700lbs.
Lindsay Hewitt, Porke's manager, strolls in and hangs up her cell phone.
Lindsay: He's finally made it Porke. I got him on working the local circuit and from what my sources says of him, he's coming along as we expected.
Porke: (grunts) Good....Sebastian is a great friend Lindsay...(grunts)...thanks again Lindsay for signing him....(grunts)...you think Angel might want him?
Lindsay: I dunno...let's worry about this round first then I'll go talk to Angel....anywho...what's this I heard you let some young upstart slapping you around and youlet him off the hook?
Porke: Baby, you know what happens when I get angry...I really didn't want to crucify him right there in the hall. I'll save it in the ring. He'll be crying to his mommy when I hit him with the Lock Drop And Pop. Now let me finish my workout and I'll call Sebastian later.
Lindsay leans down and kisses Porke on his sweaty forehead and leaves.