The unforgiving lighting of the backstage area, fluorescent oppressors, beat down over head as the scene opens up. A storage room made makeshift locker room sits on the screen, the One Man Revolution, Bobby Minio, sits in a folding chair at the far end of the room. He’s in his ring gear, his boots laced, but his face tells all that the audience needs to know, he’s bored.

A backstage staff member peeks his head into the room, holding a clipboard and wearing a rushed energy like an armband.

Staff Member: Sorry man, they said they got nothing for you.

Minio’s head drops below his shoulders.

Bobby Minio: Two weeks now…

Staff Member: Sorry, I’d help if I could, that stuffs outta my hands.

Bobby Minio: I appreciate it.

The man nods to Minio as he quickly ducks away and heads back to whatever dire task he is manned to work during Riot. Minio’s head stays down, seemingly staring down at his boots. His cellphone rings, startling him back to life. He perks up in his seat, reaching into a nearby duffel bag to answer the call.

Bobby Minio: C’mon bookerman, give me some business here.

Bobby Minio: Minio speaking.

Phone: …

Bobby Minio: Ello?

Phone: You owe me an interview. Part two.

Bobby Minio: Uh, excuse me?

Phone: You stood me up.

Bobby Minio: Happily married. You must be mistaken.

Phone: … NO. I’m talking about an IN-TER-VIEW. You OWE me.

Bobby Minio: I don’t follow.

Phone: This is Stephen Hailowe? With OCW’s web team? Hello? You promised.

Bobby Minio: Oh Summercide! Ohhhhh! Man, sorry that was uh, extenuating circumstances.

Phone: Bullsh-... Er. Ok. ok ok. So you’ll fix this, yes? You’ll make this all right?

Bobby Minio: Yeah sure, call me thi-

Phone: I have DEADLINES.

Bobby Minio: I underst-

Phone: I have LISTENERS. I have OCW fans who were EXPECTING that part 2 to the interview.

Bobby Minio: Oka-

Phone: I trust you will make this right.

*CLICK*

He lowers his phone slowly, staring at it in disbelief.

Bobby Minio: … These so called “journalists” are taking this all a little seriously.

Bobby Minio: Well I look forward to meeting that guy again.

He tosses his phone onto his bag and leans back again, exhaling with a weary edge. The show fades to the next scene.

The camera pans to the announce team.

	A bit forward if you ask me.
	This new generation, anyone with a keyboard thinks they are a "Journalist".

Jacob Trance vs Luke Fuentes

The camera pans to the announce team.

	The pain!
	The pain!

The Xtron Flickers on!

	No dammit no! That man has a family!
	.......

Fin