We turn to the outside of PAX, where many nerds and geeks are arriving. Drago and company park somewhere behind the building.
Drago Cesar: We ready, Johnny?
Johnny rummages through his stuff in a duffel bag while his laptop sits on his lap.
Johnny Law: Just a second.....Here you go. I'll use this to communicate with you, it has a camera attached to the top so I can see what you see from my laptop.
Johnny hands Drago a headset, which Drago puts on.
Johnny Law: As far as getting in, like I said, you'll have to go around. I hope you have something in mind.
Drago pulls out what looks like a gun from his pocket.
Johnny Law: No, Drago, we don't want any casual-
Drago Cesar: Relax. I'm have this handled.
Drago takes the gun and fires it to the top of the building, which launches a grappling hook that hooks onto the roof. He puts the gun in his holster and starts walking up the building.
Johnny Law: A rappel gun???
Drago Cesar: I'm invent some pretty cool stuff, Johnny.
Drago walks up the building and gets to the roof, where he finds a door that leads downstairs. After turning a corner, he sees a security camera. Drago pulls out a net from his vest pocket and tosses it at the camera, causing it to be disabled almost instantly. He turns another corner to find a door, but beside it, a ventilation shaft.
Johnny Law: I wouldn't risk going through the door if I were you. Can you fit in that vent?
Drago Cesar: Eh, is maybe too small for me, but I can try.
Drago removes the vent cover, and barely manages to fit inside of it. Drago starts to crawl ever so slowly through the vents.
Drago Cesar: Oh, this not very comfortable.....
Johnny Law: There's gotta be a room of some sort up ahead.
Drago keeps climbing until he finally notices another vent shaft. He looks through it to see a bathroom. Drago looks down to see that a man dressed up as a pony is closing the stall door and locking it. Drago pulls the shaft very carefully and places it in the vent.
Johnny Law: This is like that one Bond movie!
Drago Cesar: The Goldeney- OH SHET
Suddenly the vent creaks and Drago's weight is too much for it to support him. He falls out of the vent and directly onto the brony, knocking him out. Drago rises and brushes himself off.
Johnny Law: Drago? What the hell happened?
Drago Cesar: I got the drop on him.
Drago is starting to head out of the stall, but takes another look at the unconscious man.
Drago Cesar: Johnny, I'm have idea.
The scene fades to black.......
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Commercial
Coming soon to DVD
OCW From the vault featuring Vega
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We return from commercial to see Cut-Throat stood in the centre of the ring
He grabs a mic off the announcer
CT : Ladies and Land lubbers, seein' as how I not be booked fer a match tonight, I decided te make some entertainment of me own.
CT : I will pay fer 3 hours, with a hearty wench, to the man willing to come te this ring and have a match....te the victor , go the spoils.
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Cut-Throat open challenge!!

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The Camera cuts to the megatron where Smythe is standing at the airport at the front of the line infront of the receptionist. As the scene gets closer you can hear what he's saying.
Smythe: So you mean to tell me that there is no first class ticket to Florida for Smythe to fly into Riot?
Receptionist: According to the info I have here you have already boarded the plane Mr. Wonder.
Smythe: Do I appear to be on a plane right now lady. Do I have to Ray Rice you infront of all these people.
Receptionist: Too early sir...
Smythe: Well you know, I went for it... it's been a few days... WELL what do you expect me to do?
Receptionist: I have a coach seat for you. It's the last one however so if you don't take it. You will miss your show.
Smythe: Fine give me the coach ticket. I'll sit beside some 400 pound woman. She'll be licking her lips the entire flight... I'll drink Orange Juice instead of Vodka on the flight. I will travel like the everyday peasant.
The receptionist hand Smythe his ticket as he walks into the tunnel Appaled that he of all people have to fly coach.
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