\We open in a dark room. A silhouette is in the corner sitting in a chair. It doesn't look too spacious but it is this man's home for now. He doesn't mind. He's been in darker, less comfortable places than this. This man chose to stay here rather than in the happiness and love upstairs of his manager and his manager's wife. The man stands up and steps forward so a shimmer of light shines on him revealing the massive six foot seven monster, Phantasm. He has stepped forward because of a creak in the floor panels above, letting him know someone is coming. A door opens and light shines down on him, causing his eyes to squint. We get a clear vision of Rodney, who is standing in the light. /

Rodney: Are you sure you're comfortable up here? I mean you are more than welcome to stay up here until you get a place in town.

\Phantasm nods and sits back down. He seems calm here but Rodney does not realize it. He continues downstairs and Phantasm lets out a small grunt of disappointment./

Rodney: I mean I know there was that one time when my wife came home and nearly called the cops but when I told her about it she calmed down.

\Rodney looks around and mutters to himself about fixing the basement up. Phantasm just stares down at the floor. He pulls out a picture of his employer, The Angel of Mercy and looks at it questioningly. Rodney seems to know what he's trying to say and takes the picture before answering./

Rodney: I don't know what's gotten into her. She was furious at C4 but I wouldn't think she'd not focus on her career as a result. She hasn't returned my calls. That damn Cross. I knew this would happen and tried to tell her. Angel's just stubborn sometimes.

\Phantasm's hands clench up and he looks up at his manager./

Rodney: I know it pisses me off too. You know you have a contract with HWA so if you ever want to fight him just say the wo...

\Rodney stops himself before finishing. He doesn't know if Phantasm is a mute or just refuses to talk, but doesn't want to offend him either way./

Rodney: Well, just let me know, I mean.

\Phantasm looks at him and nods. He pulls out a pieces of paper from the same pocket and hands it to Rodney./

Rodney: What's this?

\Rodney looks at it and sees that is is the card for HWA, scribbled on a piece of paper so it is barely legible./

Rodney: Oh it's your match this week. Why didn't you let me know? Let's see...looks like you get James Wade and Corona Crown in a triple threat match.

\Phantasm nods again and rolls his neck around and rubs the back of it, working out any knots from staring at the floor earlier.

Rodney: I watched a tape that Corona put out. Only time he mentioned you was when he called you Orgasm. Like that's even funny. If his fighting is anything like his namecalling you have nothing to worry about.

\Rodney looks at the other name as Phantasm leans back in the chair and closes his eyes./

Rodney: Wade on the other hand looks like he may be somewhat of a challenge. He's in shape and is eager to win. But it doesn't look to be anything you can't handle.

\Phantasm opens his eyes and glares at Rodney./

Rodney: Oh, you wanted to sleep, that's why you closed your eyes. We do have a guest room.

\Phantasm shakes his head and Rodney starts to leave./