[The camera lights up backstage where Seamus Finnegan is standing, apparently relaxing and thinking things over. He appears to be drinking from a very tall glass containing a very green, rather vile smelling liquid. He seems to enjoy it however... As he quietly ponders his return to wrestling, he suddenly looks up and grimaces. Seamus glares angrily at the person who�s approached him. After a moment the camera turns to reveal none other than Jeff Kushner, former teammate of the Whiskey Devils, then known as the Triumvirate. Kushner, like Seamus, is glaring angrily...]
[FINNEGAN] Ahh laddy... ah thought ah might run into ye...
[KUSHNER] You made quite a splash around here last week Finnegan... You�d think someone had lit a fire under everyone�s asses or something.
[FINNEGAN] From wha� ah saw around here, it was sorely needed... An� look at ye now ya wee fecker... a feckin� member of the Authority!
[KUSHNER] A PROUD member of the Authority Finnegan... and we�ll see about the need for lighting fires under people... But I have something to show you...
[KUSHNER] It�s something I got a while ago with you and Bob in mind...
[Jeff turned for a moment, then reached for his sleeve and rolled it up to reveal his chain tattoo, and just below it a new one... Bearing the insignia of the Triumvirate with the words �Always� written below it... Both men then burst out in grins...]
[KUSHNER] It�s good to feckin� see ya Seamus!!!
[The two old friends hugged, and patted each other on the back, laughing at their moment of �tension�.]
[SEAMUS] Ah and it�s feckin� good to see ye too laddy! Are ye all set for yer match tonight with tha� Darkness?
[KUSHNER] Oh you can bet your ass I�m ready Finny... and so is Python. Who by the way, I have got to introduce you to...
[SEAMUS] An� don�t let all tha� feckin� shite with Honey get ye down Jeffy... Anyone who knows ye knows it�s all gobshite!
[Jeff grinned at his friend�s supporting words]
[KUSHNER] That means a lot man... but tonight, it�s all about one thing... lighting up the Darkness... They WILL dine in hell tonight....
[SEAMUS] An� if they don� like it...
[Both men yelled out in chorus...]
[BOTH] POGUE MAHONE!!!
[Jeff punched fists with Seamus, and heads off to find Python...]
[Fade to a commercial for South Dakota tourism]