[Nic Totopoulous is walking around backstage at a local TNT Wrestling event.  Just then a man in a leather jacket walks up to him.  He has a huge grin on his face as Totopoulous as a somewhat confused look on his face.]

Man - Nic Totopoulous right?

Totopoulous - Right...  Do you work here?  AAre you new?

No no.  Ha ha.  That's funny.  No I don't work for TNT Wrestling.  Actual I am here specifically to see you.

How did you get past security?  You can't be back here.  If you want to talk to me you're going to have to wait outside.

I have my ways of getting places I need to be.

Really?

Really.  And I can get you places you want to be too Nic.

Is that so?

Yes it is.  All you have to do is follow my lead.

I don't even know who you are.

Oh, please excuse me, where are my manners.  My name is Jim Thompson.  I am a wrestling agent.  Now I know it's uncommon for that, but listen to me.  I will be able to get you to the top of TNT Wrestling.  I will be able to get you to the top of the world.  But only if you come with me, and join up with me.  What do you say?

I'd say I'm doing pretty good on my own right now thank you very much.  I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to make it to the final at the Pay Per View in the ladder match.  I'm pretty sure that I'll be able to win the title, without your help thank you.
 

 

Why are you so wet?

I just got out the ring, it's sweat.

Oh right, of course.

Why did you ask that?

I'm not sure.

Alright then.

Well so what do you think?

About what?

About my proposal.

I don't think I like it.

Oh come on.  You think you can beat Nightmare, Megz, and Brian Kraemer all in one match?

Of course.  You don't have confidence in me?

Well don't you think that they'll all be gunning for you?

Of course man.  I'm the man to beat.  I have all the pressure on me, and there's none on them.

That's right.  With my guidance I can get you through that match.

You don't know anything about wrestling.

Sure I do.

Listen man, I saw what you did for The Prankster.

Oh right, him.  Uhh...  Well I...

Listen alright, I don't want anything to do with you.

Oh come on.

You make me laugh bud.  HAHAHA!!!
 

 

You think I'm just some stupid wrestler don't you?  Well I'm not.  I'm not stupid enough to let you steal money from me.

Listen buddy, I know what I'm doing, and I know not to take no for an answer.  I know how to make people into stars.  The Prankster was a useless hack.  You on the other hand, you are a God in the ring.

You're damn right I am, and I God isn't controlled by anyone.  God only controls everyone.  So get out of my face before I control you!

What does that mean?

I'm not sure, it sounded better before I said it.  Anyway, you get the point.

Ya I do.  I'll be in touch.

No you won't, or else.

Ya sure man.

Bye.

Don't call me, I'll call you.

BYE!

Take it easy champ.

[Jim Thompson turns around and walks away.  Nic Totopoulous picks up a bottle of water and begins to drink it.  The camera zooms in on him as the scene fades to black.]