We cut backstage at Ambition, just outside of the parking lot. Paul Boulet and Anthony Martin are having a... slightly tense meeting to discuss strategy.

PB: NON! I must start de match. After last show, I'm the man the people came to see!

AM: I'm glad you're so... excited to start off, but these matches start off fast. My thing is quick strikes and hard kicks, it fits starting out. Your thing is more... methodical.

PB: ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT? Because yes. I am. But it's mostly muscle.

AM: I didn't say anything! I'm just trying to get us to work together here.

PB: Bah. We don't NEED to work together. I'm the best technical wrestler this company doesn't know it's seen yet!

AM: That's a little egotistical, don't you think?

PB: Whatever! Fact is, I can take BOTH of those DNS guys on... whichever guys it is... that DOES bother me..

AM: Now you get it. We don't even know which members we're taking on, and they're an established team. We have to get on the same page or it'll be curtains before you can say something rude in French. Tag out, tag in, keep the flow going!

PB: How about this? You do what you want, I do what I want. Oui?

Anthony can only roll his eyes, but before he can try and convince his rival-cum-tag-partner again, they're both interrupted by some bizarre laughter...