Shawn: Spill it, Black. What is going on?

LJ: I think I may have lost my edge, Shawn. Look at where I am. Sure, I have restructured the company and kept myself safe on that front. In fact, one might say that Black Corp Industries is a whole new company. What I am talking about is in the ring.

Shawn : So you have been screwed over lately. It is not like Sierra beat you on her own. It took Blayze Alexander's interference for her to retain the title. Hell, the last time I looked, he had to interfere in the tag match with you and Patrick to help Mary Jane and Fyre retain the tag titles. It looks to me like no woman can beat you without a man's help.

LJ: It is more than that. I know Brand has it in for the Foundation and for me. I can see where he thinks if he can keep the women on top, it will bring in a key demographic leading to a ratings spike, as well as an increase in ticket sales and merchandise. I manipulated everything so I could take the Foundation from Hughes and look at where the Foundation stands now.

Shawn: Okay, I can see where you are coming from there so as your friend I can understand your doubts. As your director of security, I have a piece of advice for you. Build the Foundation from the ground up. With youself and John Patrick as its base and with Swanson as the Foundation's managerial adviser, you got the building block for a winning team.

LJ: I see what you mean. Treat the Foundation as I do my company. Go out an active pursuit for those individuals who will best fit the structure of the Foundation. I need to find someone hardcore to take the Hell Title for us. A tag team to bring those belts to the Foundation. Then I need few good men who can bring us the Millennium and Heritage titles. I am sick of pussies like Griggs and Sweets holding those titles they are almost more of a disgrace than the women. John Patrick will take the World title from Sierra tonight. Sunday, I will take the NAEW World title then I will see about branching out part of the Foundation to the NAEW. I mean after all, I did not just take the Foundation from Steve Hughes. I left the Outlaw laying in the middle of the ring at Friday Night Adrenaline. I must put the word out that the Foundation is looking for a few good men. So many people think this is a battle of the sexes. They are so wrong. This is all out war. The Foundation vs. anyone who stands against us. I can promise you this, my friend. The Foundation will win this war at which time I will personally take the MWA from Barrett Brand. He made a mistake trying to screw over the Foundation.

Shawn: Speaking of people making bad decisions, my boys have your guest outside right now.

LJ: Good job, Shawn. Have him brought in.

[The door opens and two huge men, one white and one black, usher in a smaller looking man with brown hair, brown pants and shoes, and a white button down shirt with a pocket protector. On his face is a pair of thick, black bifocals. They plant him in the chair that Shawn Roberts stands up from and then on his orders walk out, shutting the door behind them.]

LJ: Did you really think you would get away with selling information to my competitors, Sam? I have worked hard to get this government contract and you try to undermine all I have worked for.

Sam: I do not know what you are talking about, Mr. Black. In fact, I demand to speak to my lawyer. I have rights.

LJ: (laughing) Rights? Little man, the only rights you have are the ones I allow you. Men like me run this country. Hell, the entire world for that matter. I know you sold those plans. You were the one working closest with Mike Carson on the designs for the new military aircraft. Now your bank account has dramatically grown. I want to know who your contact in Lochheed Martin is.

Sam: You do not scare me, Black. I know you are just looking for someone to pin the blame on when Black Corp Industries fails to get the government contract. After all, General McGrady will make sure that you never build those jets.

LJ: General McGrady also believes I got away with murder once. A little nobody like you with no family, it would be so easy to make sure you're never heard from again. Unless you tell me what I want to know, it is going to get very uncomfortable in here for you. This room is sound proof so no one can hear you.

Sam: You are bluffing. Your goons do not scare me, Black.

LJ: Shawn, perhaps you would like to persuade Sam here to tell us what we would like to know.

Shawn: With pleasure, boss man.

[The head of Black Corp Industries security takes off his jacket and rolls up his sleeves. The smaller man looks at him then back to Black who has an evil grin on his face as he looks at the fear in the man's eyes. Screams of pain can be heard. The camera quickly switches to outside the office, and a few minutes later, Shawn and LJ open the door and walk out, both with smirks on their faces.]

LJ: That was almost as much fun as it will be beating the hell out of Hughes, Idol, and Reiver at Quest this Sunday and walking out the new NAEW World Champion.

Shawn: Tables, ladders and chairs, oh my.

[The two men walk off down the hall laughing as the scene fades to black.]